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Hells' Fire

Hells' Fire

*Collaboration between Tempemindivil and myself*

Verily verily do I tell
Up through dizzying heights of death
I fell,
Somewhere along twisting winding roads
Full of bramble thorns and the decay of life unto death
From first breath,
Wishin my life away
Tryin to find you
And the path to learn that which lies beyond
Takin my place
Into deaths heart 
shall I find
what truth is it I seek?
A moment again, 
Soul and mind bleek
I cannot fathom to continue alone,
At deaths door I stand forlorn.
Tear again away my flesh 
The pain, the blood, the wretched.
Envelope me death, my soul you may not take.
Down into hells fire I return.
My blood spilled in your name,
T'is Lucifers little game.

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tempemendivil

   Man Alive Mine Friend, I am proud of how you edited & put this together,,, Frankenstein could not have stitched this together near as well as you have done... The image is great for this, no doubt about it... I Love How you put the words onto the image, I love to do that also in mine works... Am workin in the Incan Temple, hopefuly mayhaps should have it done today, or tommorows... Catch ya on the flips side mine friend: wolf / Ed

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Wolf Soul

Eddie, we both worked on it. I cannot wait to see our piece Incan Temple put together. SO EXCITED.... And thank you my wolf brother

Your howling sista 

♡wolf/Manon

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