Moscow - The Sanguine Reign Of Terror

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Easening, fore come the Dreary images of gorgeous past. Hectically they do breathe ... spitting blood. Sobbing incontrollably Mourning it's own perished gripe ... the sanguine reign of terror And millions of souls bereaved Libertine and wicked It stands proud and glorious ... yet the rot's still visible (oh, it's a bridal shroud!) Taking over the roving grandeur. Ecstatic in it's failure The insanity progresses, Comes forth and forth and forth ... ending in harrowing perdition. How many have been perished? How many have been expelled? ... none shall be questioned Noone shall be returned. Clad in bones and unforgiving destiny Filled with reek of heartless centuries ... colored in everlasting grey With blood of innocents. It burns, it rains, turning crimson red Disengaging and monstrously enlarging Consuming lives and devouring minds ... a city, the kingdom in itself.

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