Ynskt mál: Enskt
The night is in the flames of the Hell. Satan is free from the grasp of deity. The belt is loosen. The angels sacrifice themselves because of that, while devils are throwing rocks above. Under cover of darkness, Satan captured our city. The sky is red of blood. The morning starts, and dawn is breaking. The deity gets from the lace of the highest belt. Sun begins to shine. Angels' love grows towards me. Strength of fires become faint, no more rocks are thrown. Hands are calms, order is back. For now.
Yndis umsetingar
Hendan umbidna umseting er "Bert meining".
