Arroganz
Lusatian Grimness (digital)
1. Lusatian Grimness
a night of screams
moon in ecstasy
this night is cold
cradle of events
where time congeals
grimness was born
I walked on steppe
deeply rutted by blood
brother’s blood of sin
heathen died in pain
believer followed suit
I crossed their paths and destroyed
Lusatian grimness
I forge my weapons apart from you
I reign forever apart from you
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