FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' MORTE NERA DENTRO ME SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO MORTE NERA DENTRO ME QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our beloved Akron none of us... none of us can sleep peacefully... from when the magic sword was handled by the black king lands seems to not be the same anymore... he's clearly preparing his plans of war to attack the the ancient towns of Elnor and Thorald people of these wonderful valleys... will be surely the first goals in his ambitious and cruel dream of conquest... Come mighty warrior... come to help your... your... the ancient words are going to be pronounced... Oh god!...oh god... no... They found it, they found it... thanks to the cosmic power of the emerald weapon the book of the dead kept by the dark angel is now open and the rites of blood are going to begin... Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear those damned words... I hear them... Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... I hear them... Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... The abyss will soon spit out thousands of demoniac creatures and she will be back to lead them all...! Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch ancient servant of Kron will be free from the spell that was trapping her in the crytpts of the ghostland... what the fathers of my father were able to do is going to end... Oh yes, I knew it... I knew it! ...the power of the emerald sword in the wrong hands I knew it! can lead to these tragic results... ...the waves of the oceans will soon and if we don't organize become giants attacking our towns... a valid controffensive to stop those a tragic prelude to an announced... massacre! creatures this will only be a tragic... FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO MORTE NERA DENTRO ME SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR My dear Elnor, Thorald... the dark angel is now sheding his tears... ...fight for your past, fight for your future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist! Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com