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Glory

Glory is hidden once again She had bidden And created a din Glory is there Ahead of me Horribly fair Says I made her free Glory is gone But not dead like me The veil has been drawn I didn’t know to flee Ah, but what does it matter Glory lied to me Yet she caused blood to splatter Creating a Red Sea She told me I was great And so I slew many Told me it was my fate And I would get plenty But what can I do I can’t tell the living to ignore her To make the choice they’ll rue For Glory is not worth murder

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