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Dark skis over head
The fiery pit underneath
When she walks into the room
All light is pushed from me
Striding up to me she opens her mouth
And from it flies the insults and curses
That turns me cold in my soul
Why do I deserve this?
What crime did I commit?
I have given my soul
And she retuned it in shreds
This is the last day
For should she return
I’ll give her a little black box
And when she opens it
All my wounded and torn soul
That has mingled
With hate despair and frustration
Shall be set free
In all is godly fury
It shall all be contained in a note
That will tear out
The very fabric of her spirit
And justice shall be done
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Across the star mine Wind blows
Into the Earth mine Fire sinks
On my tears of pain mine Earth flotes
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Unknown warriors
Parade in my soul
Sweat on my brow
Blade in hand
I run screaming
Into my closet
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Use my body to keep you alive
Take my blood
Take my flesh
Take my soul
Take my religion
Use my body to keep you alive
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thought wirrlin'
blood screamin'
steel flash
torn voice
armies clash
unmade choice
feet poundin'
trumpets soundin'
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Winds of pain
traverse my damaged being
oh River of tears
carry mine sorrow away
crusted Earthen cave of darkness
seal away my soul
Sea of Flame
burn away my hart
Steel of my blade
take mine mind away
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Trough woods painted in the bay
And seas colored stormy gray
Through wind-swept plains
And hills whose land is claimed
I stand atop a ruined grave
Of a man who fell by my blade
Oh dear stranger whom I met in war
Forgive my actions worthy of not even a life made poor
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In this land of blind disgrace
Will I find what truly lies beneath?
When people from underneath the grave
Be ready to raise your hand
To defend your faith
Be on guard
They’ve come to take you
So forget how to fear
Your life is gone
Prepare for battle
The war has come
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Through the seemingly
Endless pain
Those that died
On that horrible field
Return in mind to
Times left behind
To times of conflict
and times of play
while there laughter
echoes into the cerulean sky
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Swords flash with a glint of lightning
Men yell with a voice of thunder
Innocents killed and become the earth
Grass turned the red of flame
Water turns to blood and food to ash
Such is war
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