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~fight To the Death!!!~ (Familiar Foes)
~Fight To Th' Death!!!~(Familiar Foes) When my truths come to light,ye revel in thine assumptions... Whilst I refuse of mine patronage,to foolishly befallen ignorance I shall serve only...One Master,of Whom's bonds I willingly embrace War 'gainst me if you must,but be warned...of whom may be led slain Not one battle has been waged,I've not endured 'fore n' front... Th' trials thou hast endured,are innumerable of mine occasions You are but an lone one lost,of your seemingly privileged ranks And though your irrelevance ye deny,'tis all that sustains your being Masters of manipulation,hold fast to your fate's confusion... An slave of your own accord,thou shalt remain until thy reckoning As long as ye allow thine servitude,th' scythe's shadow looms Whilst you pray for mine persecution,thine own grave's depth descends An perpetual flux of foes,I've faced since mine birth... Ye'll not be th' last accounted,let alone an first nor worst Many 'fore have claimed th' right,to cease my life's breath... But all presumed erroneously,I wouldn't fight 'till very death!!! ~AZAZA~ 05/11/2010
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