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Morde is wishing the world away, morde is weaping for yesterday.
hugging the blade waiting the years, hearing the music that nobody hears.
No one can help, no one can hide you. isn't that mordeikizer by you?
Morde is wishing the world away, morde is weaping for yesterday.
hugging the blade waiting the years, hearing the music that nobody hears.
No one can help, no one can hide you. isn't that mordeikizer by you?