As I gaze into the eyes of the dead, I wounder, is their soul gone or is it traped in a deep dark freezing cold chamber where the only freedom is the breath of death, then I wake up and look into the darkness. THE BEGINING
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As I gaze into the eyes of the dead, I wounder, is their soul gone or is it traped in a deep dark freezing cold chamber where the only freedom is the breath of death, then I wake up and look into the darkness. THE BEGINING