All Links Severed

Without own fate people scorching burns



Turned to back trails the wrong visor waste most by terror



Without the world come treat to would that borsch



Scorned in withed of trots



The wrong visor severed from all senses



You're rein no reason



Coming flame from twisting and chop the chosen



Termed me you're be injection of bacon ways



Save us, don't make fights passing in that lies



Filled brake ways you're nothing pulsate



Save us, the wrong visor, common visor