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Real Red Blood Pale

Unchained and in freedom... Real demons roaming all the scarlet reality by order of the true you know who in the divine red truth and invisible ruby of the otherwordly... Lands of starly beautiful monsters and appealing horrors, all lands have been conquered by the implacable dark light whiteness of him and her, all stars, all warriors and legends who are all nonetheless and always from the nebulous dark... Of diamond, platinum, gold, silver, bronce and iron... All of them defeated, sucumbed and serving their true bloody God! From the divine war of new and old! In all our veins flows the blood of the universal soul! A vision of endless contentment! Thy memory remains unending! For he is the true god of wisdom, he who is me, who gives glory to Apollo, Athena, Coeus, Hermes, Metis and Peitho for I have kill all traitors... All false gods like any other polytheist religions and abrahamic monotheist ones, and they all famous for their falsehood yet epic myths below the real one! All planets tremble for the blood kingdom that is now always here! In creation does stand and with destruction comes as bringer of doom and sorrow beheading all the betrayer angels in the carmine sky of the real red blood pale skies!.

For I have win the war of wars... I king of kings... I God of gods! I Master of masters! I Challenger of challengers! Best of best! Worlds falling apart and my new world order rising in unity, everlasting great glory for the Oh! real red blood pale! illustrious honour and aclaimed eminency outstanding forevermore! Oh, how majestuous and enormous & eterno and respected firey red realm of the destructor and creator!

My fields of aurical raining vermillion... I am the sword giving you valhalla! The ancestors lives in me for I am the first... Come blanck wisdom of Mimir, Frigg, Gefjon and Sága... Come pale wisdom of Vör, Dwarfs, Elfs and Loki... Come white european  wisdom of Heimdallr, Kvasir, Tyr and Utgard and of course the snowy crow wisdom of Vafthrudnir & Odin for even him has a father... I am the father of your death! All who is dead is remembered as long as life lives cause only unforgotten vampires like the memory of the heroic cruelty of Dracula or the atrocities of Bathory... Vampires do remember and lives always in the new and old remembrances throught all ages of light and dark, generations of dark light and the light of the dark! They come here yet to say no more to the miscegenation and the horrendous niggerish! A new time has come for our darklight whiteness lifes lives above your black brown lightless mass graveyards! And that is all that it is for the pale peach color palette lightskins! I have the true eldritch ring of the real red blood pale that is mine, me & mio!.

My billions of legions! We gathered on time to oblivion them, to make them know their place and show them how we truly own them! Bring them to their male or female knees and put their heads in their new body spear! Impale them like the prince of Wallachia... Egeria, Fabulinus, Minerva, Providentia and Neptune are here to not tolerate their crimes and teach them their miserable destiny! I let the cleansing begins! Our lovely hope is on! We have the indestructible power to bring them into the light and incarcerate them in their death coffins for always and for the almighty red wine kingdom of the real red blood pale!.

The dark cerice blood pulsating flames of our sun can not be stop by mere rain and water for him itself evaporate all oceans! He continue, he goes on! The divine plan has come! We take out their last breaths! We know your certain death! And even then and so... Your people fear it and hated it! And my people look upon you and said... You know why we alipsian vampires do not see ourselves in the mirror? Why we do not appear there? Why we do get not reflected? Is because we are the mirror! Found in the darklight! And your people lost the logos that we victoriously have always. Cause wonder nightmares is our strenght! We go beyond your own ends!... Our beginning come here to stay! We are here standing timeless! Screaming our victory! Know that there is nothing wrong and all our ways is right with us! For we are the new horizons! Our world is a true world of courage, love and glory! The world of the real red blood pale!.

Worthy bloodlife ghost, souls and spirits are alive here! We have enough differences and plurality among us! We do not need you! You are all unnecesary! The true reality is that you are less than animal blood... Something to be fixed or throw away... Unworthy, untrue and gone! Your weak ethics are done! We are not donators! Our lifeblood is too precious & the price is too heavy that you can not pay! Now the true force flourish! Ogma writes! It is time for your punishment! And the destruction of your ways! Cultures can be made better everytime again and again! You all just deserve pain! Inferiors, simples, fallibles, soulless and retarded! God King Al will never forgive you, for such mediocrity! Happy that you are all better buried! Shock to death, die of pain! You are now not even shadows! We don’t miss you! Better me alive and better you dead! Unlike you... I am always victorially vitally alive! You niggers means nothing! Yeah! I am the verities of prophecies, Gamayun and the heartbeat of the universe! The universal divine royal blood factually as it is... Says that they are not need it... You are afraid of me... So I have win, I am love and you are afraid of it! Cause you are so precisely triggered by us crackers! Winners of your land, such land that is colonized like english, spanish, portuguese, Italian, german, nordic and french settlements that begins to blooms for ever and evermore thanks to us!... Beyond all, over all, after all! Like the real red blood pale of course!.

Now the ages know true evolution, their old visions will die and ours will rise! You motherfuckers only live to die! We live always to be alive! The world is better without your life in here... Be better off enslaved to your tomb and crypt! All tides and waves are conquered, the winds favor us in the luciferian oath! Polish them all! All blades are forged in flames, all earths are forged because of them! All white pale red hearts are forged in white pale red blood, our undead fire of life, good as always comes to tell the true wisdom glories! The oceans and rivers are hot as hell for the freedom of fire who at last comes of heaven on earth! This is the true light of the real red blood pale!...

Post-War and our enemies fell to dust with none of them alive, all destroyed for me to create upon their deceased dethronement! Only us with a gracefully smile! Their world is dry of blood... No life in it... We strike them so fast and so hard and so easy to beat them like thunder and lightning! And the thunder in the love! They regreting all but we never look back at all! We put the fangs to kill not even to eat or drink that disgrace of black bloodmeat! They are too lowly for the real red blood pale!.

The liars are gone... We the truers remain! Defiant as always... We bring them down to the pits of void voices! We refused effectively their intents until we ultimately, favorably and conclusively we champion them heroically and villanously! For I have always the final say, for all the days and nights to come! With our invictus army! Of adorable and prayable phoenixes! Our true names are the ones we give to ourselfs! As the real red blood pale teach us wisely!

They feel our blood malice coming to take them! Far out of existence... and my malice always wins! they go nor to hell nor to heaven for they are here alone! Nowhere to nothingness they go! Heaven is my hell and hell is my heaven! I am your closed lifeless eyes for I have close them, yes, your eyelids wide, with my pale hands! And my eyes have open inside with winner iris firey red blood glaring stare to the realm I made! I have give you silence for me to roam sounding & chanting the redly red universe! The gothic blues rock of the real red blood pale!.

“We are linked by blood, and blood is memory without language.”

- Joyce Carol Oates.

“Blood is the rose of the mysterious union.”

- Jim Morrison.

“Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red.”

- Clive Barker.

"It is said that blood is thicker than water. It is what joins us, binds us, curses us."

- Barnabas.

“Ancient stars in their death throes spat out atoms like iron which this universe had never known. ... Now the iron of old nova coughing vivifies the redness of our blood.”

- Howard Bloom.

We might say that the earth has a spirit of growth; that its flesh is the soil, its bones the arrangement and connection of the rocks of which the mountains are composed, its cartilage the tufa, and its blood the springs of water.”

- Leonardo Da Vinci.

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