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Kobudera
07:59
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Hijutsu..the secret art of the okuji
Energy
Subject and time is modified by the magic power of the ninja
The lords that come from the shade
An extreme to be able alters the reality
Fruit of great training and devotion
Powerfull shinobi from one secret sect they dominate what it sorrounds them crossing walls and becoming invisible..
Abdicating to a normal human life they cross pain and patience
Fighting the enemy with extraordinary powers
To master occult and esoteric sciences
Ninja: I will melt me with the universe
The universe is my god
Talent and astuteness are my allies
I will strike the enemy withouth appearing.
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Wind, rain, cold and frost arrive with the spirit of a rejected cat
Odor of burnt meat arrives from a past without memory
An incorporeal figure without form wanders among that places complaining about Correct revenge
Old burnt bones confuse with rests of ancient constructions
Strange plants and poisonous roots spread in an impregnate ground of anger
The complaint of pain penetrates in the place of its apparitions Odor of burnt meat arrives from a past without memory He complaint of pain penetrates in the place of its apparitions
Odor of burnt meat arrives from a past without memory
The complaint of a dead cat penetrates in the bones of whom feels him
The revenge from the pain of a dead cat
Killed by the human fun
The complaint of pain makes to despair
Without hope he remains who feels him
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Bad luck and abandonment they accompany this entity
A destiny marked of interrupted creature
It resounds from his rotten body his toward firm animal in the past
Ruins and secular trees accompany its bodily decline without memory
A powerful light destroys the reality
Among a shapeless dimension there is an energy of resentment
Done abandon by the life
Not retention worthy from this world
This unfair world has condemned you A cry of suffering resounds in every thing
A sad complaint contaminates every thing
A dark apparition hides in every thing
A sad complaint contaminates every thing Your refusal to belong to this reality is stronger than the same reality.
Bad luck and abandonment they accompany this entity
A destiny marked of interrupted creature
It resounds from his rotten body his toward firm animal in the past
Ruins and secular trees accompany its bodily decline.(repeat)
An empty face without form emerges from the obscurity
A loaded vortex of frustration tries to reform what it has already been consumed
Absorbing to if every energy
Done abandon by the life
Not retention worthy from this world
This unfair world has condemned you.
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Deformed faces of ghosts appear on the surface from the walls of a castle by now ruin
Souls in the street of escape disappear and they reappear
Repeating for ever their escape
With an empty look
Shines of lights and noises of chains cast on the ancient boundaries.
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The Mothman
07:26
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The mothman arrives
The being of the dreams and nightmares
Creature of fog
Every thing that is cast him goes beyond it
Metallic complaints resound in the air
Doors and objects move to its presence
He tells what it will happen
Its eyes of red light observe from the tall one
Fear and shock remain in the eyes of whom meets
Extraterrestrial ships accompany its arrival
Decreases of electric energy and anomalies to the televisions and the telephones
It perhaps arrives from another dimension a figure of vague human form.
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Tears of anger appear on a worn out helmet and rusted
An eternal sadness arrives from a lost dimension in the time and space
He returns with his eternity noise of horse at the gallop in the obscurity.
To the service of invisible entity and inhuman creatures arrivals in remote epoches
He return the ghost of a knight full of anger toward the humans
It races making to levitate his old perforated armor as if it were a poltergeist
Hands with if only memoirs of betrayals and deceptions that feed his hate
Black tears and teeth sneers glimpse from his helmet
Withouth place of rest in the afterlife
It rides among the fogs striking by now the nothing
He is a pure essence of repulsion
KNIGHT:I will strike forever crossing the subject
My sword reflects what hate as a mirror reflects the light that me sorrounds
They are now only bones and dust
Any carnal and ground pleasure can contaminate my hate
I am now only a grave from the eternal sadness. (end)
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