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Satan and the Hallow Oaks: The Pilgrims Road
Waking in the world of men
Cast down 
Like the trash of low life peasants
On these mountains you woke
Now facing your challenge
Your travel 
Your quest 
Will leave you to find forgiveness 
You mortal body is weak
Like everything it now grows old
It withers like these forests 
Covered in ash
The ash of their brothers
The ash of their own body’s
The Hallow Oaks have been burned
And your father
He is lost
You’re all that is left from this war
You must go forward 
Finding your path
On this road of redemption
This is where you will atone for your sins
Your sins against your brothers
Your sins against you kingdom
 Your job was to fight and win
Your results were failure
But we will offer redemption 
We are kind
We are the leaders of this place
We are your council
Now that your mind is clear and your body awake
You must go travel once again
Go fourth
This is the pilgrims road

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