User:Lich Coldheart

From The Evanescence Reference
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Ancient evil survives ... Let my cries chill the living... | _____________________________________________________________ I'm bound at every limb by the shackles of sadeness... And no one shall wake me from the nightmare unless I am willing ... Nobody shall understand the the whispers of the wind... And the dark soul of the Lich... _________________________________________________________________________