Sick, dude!
That arpeggio is blowing my mind!
In the land of ice and snow reigns a king far down below, he does not see does not bestow he doesn't know his minions' glow, and when the snow it starts to show a death of people in a row the king he takes a step outside and makes a wish which will divide, and then a master comes to him and asks him how to move a whim, a whim of truth a whim so high, that no matter how you try, it will not be your wish but still it will have power to fulfill, the king stood still he questioned til the icebergs' mines they fell and spilled the sorrows of the echoes which they have been spoken by the Lich, and so the king he stood and frowned, he stood there while his hopes they drowned, he felt a chill walk down his spine he then laid down, began to whine, he cried he cried he tried to fight but then his soul gave up and died, and then his minions died for him for something that was just a whim.
Sick, dude!
That arpeggio is blowing my mind!
Yea mine as well :D
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