Its Name Mocks Its Silence a Worthless Beast Born To Violence has Ears And Whiskers Flapping as Its Yellow Flesh Comes Slapping across The Rank Filth Of This Ancient Subterranean Floor its Hate Knows No Bounds as Its Home Knows No Sounds but The Slamming crashing splatting of Its Yellow Flesh
i Am The Herald Of Light
i Withdraw A Shining Glory a Single Loving-End Of Story the Only Weakness, A Grace Like Wings my Bow, Sings!
unleashed! and In The Silver Light my Arrows Take The Flight unleashed! splits Pols Voice's Head and Spills His Thoughts And Dreams unleashed! a Host Of Slapping Bodies comes Crashing To My Feet neat!
a Host Of Slapping Yellow Bodies Comes Crashing In Crimson Piles a Host Of Slapping Yellow Bodies Comes Crashing In Crimson Piles a Host Of Slapping Yellow Bodies Comes Crashing In Crimson Piles a Host Of Slapping Yellow Bodies Comes Crashing
running Away running Away running Away From Your Own Voice running Away running Away running Away From Pols Voice running Away running Away running Away From Your Own Voice running Away running Away running Away From Pols Voice