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Ravens Gathering
The rider of death carrier rein would you censor the imagine or carrier on, Night of day bloody rain hell among the trees what crow’s the ravens unleash, To take a peek among a tree to role a barrel a wine down a hill, Spike the decision with the carrier of death, Night of day bloody rain hell among the trees what crows the ravens, Could a child be love with such a face decision made what role of havoc, Or side for victory would a role to be play feed on lost soul step on great unknown, Dangerous as plagues of death skill in combat with more then one, Faithfully steel words there is no need to be void, Night of day bloody rain hell among the trees what crow’s the ravens unleash, After all words and deeds to cater on as ghost to a hill mark marksmanship, Would you dare to run or learn from the work of a solider unending spirit invoke, Night of day bloody rain hell among the trees what crow’s the ravens unleash, Must be a beating heart I suppose!!!
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