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Craig De Num

Dog Soldiers of the secret Scottish regimen Go in op of your creatures that lurk in The shadows I know you've found more Monsters than the world knows and the Labyrinth of your coven remains legend Since many hundred years ago and the Rumor goes your lair has many bottomless Pits of where dragons, werewolves and Selchies dwell within the gates of hell... Well so I've heard and it's been told in the Scroll and if any Dog Soldier breaks his oath Of silence he'll find himself food for the Wild and savage ones I used to think it's Was folklore until I myself became joined The brotherhood well what have I done I thought it would be all in the name of fun Somehow they found out I was an English spy For Queen Victoria, somebody will be swinging By a tree tonight in Craig de Num but I'm not afraid For her royal highness and England so go ahead and Kill me but you'll only be diggin' your own graves In case of my death the British army has orders to move In and invade your secret society of dog soldiers and Ancient Scottish regimen!

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