Status: In a world of many religions we find that in the modern world, violence, terrorism and public displays of bigotry are not carried out by the atheists (Buddhists, areligious people, etc), or by the polytheists (Pagans, Wiccans) but by the Christians,
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Por mi. nacen las tinieblas que desvanesen la claridad de tus deseos por mi sientes estremeser tus venas enredada en la soledad...... colapsando en un universo sin fin. por mi nacen las tinieblas q desvanesen las lagrimas y las angustias en tus momentos sin mi. por ti siento estremecer mis ansias..la pacion ... el anelo... de un regreso ... las ilusiones ... los recuerdos ... que se opacan como estrellas fugases en el firmamento.
note;...."cosmicos paisajes aconpa~an la tristeza....tu miseria"........eripmav-d-nebur. E.H.
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HEY ANCIENT K RE CHIMBA PODER CONTAKTAR GENTE COMO VOS................PUES SOY UN ALMA SOLITARIA K BUSKA REFUGIO EN LA OSCURIDAD Y EN EL GRANDIOSO Y MAJESTUOSO BLACK METAL ES MI PASION Y YAP...... K EL MANTO DE LAS TINIEBLAS DE BELIAL NOS BRINDER SU PODER Y DOLOR......
HEY ANCIENT K BAKANO K ME ESCRIBAS ES MUY RARO PERO SE SIENTE UNA CHIMBA.OJALA ME ENTIENDAS TE DEJO MI EMAIL IDALBLACK@HOT................K LA OSCURIDAD SEA COMPLICE DE LA MAGIA K NOS CONCEDE................
HAIL !..GREAT PROFILE.. Our wrath is about to be unleashed Upon you - oh lord of goodness For so long we have waited and believe us The future will be a vast black memory on your grave
Behold From our synagogue of Satan We say to you Black metal warriors of northern lands Lift your swords up high Let us praise The horned one The lord of the sulphur souls
The city walls of Babylon Are now decorated with the bodies of your Weak followers Here they hang begging for our mercy With a symbol of your teachings We can't do nothing but hate
Behold From our synagogue of Satan We say to you Do never lower your heads in awe For a god so good and mild Let us praise the one with black horns
Woe Woe to you oh falling god See how we scorn your work and worshippers See how they hang in shameful nakedness On the bloodstained walls of Babylon
The white sun bites us But why be afraid The bright morning star has turned black Your empire is ruined oh god of life and light And I am your Judas
hola lindo mil gracias por ese poema tan hermoso y esas fotos tan bellas me has echo muy feliz tu sabes que para mi tu eres muy especial y ese poema ha echo que te conviertas en el ladron de mis mas hermosos sueños gracias de todo corazon y ancio volverte a ver por el msn besos
Hooooooooooooooooola jejejje ya te veo esos comentarios todo solicitados no... jajaja en fin.. gracias la llamada!!!!1111 jajjaja hasta ahora me acuerdo y me da alegría saber que siquiera ya de voz nos conocemos jajajaj un beso amigo espero que estes bien...
Há uma luz que me perturba e me enfraquece. Meus sentidos pedem sangue humano, quero ver o sangue escorrendo pelos meus pulsos mortos.
A música se alimenta de mim e eu da morte. Não quero que as luzes me iluminem, não quero ouvir. Caminharei pelos espinhos, pisarei em cima do meu próprio sangue.
Encontrarei a escuridão e me jogarei de um abismo, encontrarei com meu mestre e me encontrarei...
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