Chaos of Omens

Thornesbreed

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God from my creation take from me this pain...Wilt thou neither kill nor strenghten me.
My fate thou holdést, lead'st as it seemeth, ruthlessly, merciless.
'Tis thy mission to feed my despairation and pain.
Bring me frost and rain; thus behold my loss.
Bring me torture and pain; enlighten me with sorrow. For old spirits once awaked... I do curse them, finally I do reign - as thou dost above me.
Slaughter me. For the old man hath turn'd, Striding back his path - He, thy unmerciful appearance, leading the chaos of omens. For thou let'st me see what never left.
Punish me as hard as thou dost. Slaughter my soul.