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(c) Demorior
feat. Marcel Wroblewski ( Incubator )
feat. Marcel Wroblewski ( Incubator )
And when it opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, Come; and I looked, and behold a pale horse, and he that sat on him, whose name is Death.
pestilences spread and people became sick and died
the world was covered in a veil of sickness and rot.
they lay in the mud and prayed for forgiveness for their sins...
this is the pale horse
sickness and death follow him
all is too late now
greet the fourth rider
like a storm the sickness comes over you
forgotten is the glory in which you bathed
it will never be the same again
the land is rotten and dead
a dark rock in the vastness of infinity
no future only past
the story ends here
the next pages are blank
the great apocalypse
has left only silence
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pestilences spread and people became sick and died
the world was covered in a veil of sickness and rot.
they lay in the mud and prayed for forgiveness for their sins...
this is the pale horse
sickness and death follow him
all is too late now
greet the fourth rider
like a storm the sickness comes over you
forgotten is the glory in which you bathed
it will never be the same again
the land is rotten and dead
a dark rock in the vastness of infinity
no future only past
the story ends here
the next pages are blank
the great apocalypse
has left only silence
Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)
