Rise Blood Hunter
Fee fi fo fum
The smell of blood and rum
As on the giants abode
Legends were foretold
As wolves stand as packs
To kill and attack
A hero rises
From the flames
From the ashes
Rise blood hunter
Rise from doom
Rise from scourge
Rise above them all
Where people die
A painful death
And corpses left
Stacked aside
Never buried
As monsters walk
Among us
As the walk
Goes slower
And blood gets thicker
By this moment you might be
Yes you might be dead
With blades side by side
Rise blood hunter
And slay them all
Rise from doom
Rise from scourge
Rise above them all.
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Copyright © Nato Calubiran | Year Posted 2013
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