Nov 20th 2005
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I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Witches painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
Lyrics © Ved Buens Ende
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De0xyrib0nucleicAcid Says:
ooo, nice spikeyness.
HunterBahamut Says:
Ooh, very nice. Good color choice and really nice nebula look. Great work.