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Through the catacombs of dark dreams I chase these screams The cry's and tears of the innocent guide my path Exhausted but never tiring in my quest Bones snap and tendons tear Emasculated the minions of this beast fall These evil trolls that prey on mine His arrows pierce my chest but not my soul These wounds do not scar me I wield my fathers blade with righteousness I shield myself with my faith His hatred sears like an unholy heat My flesh torn and my blood spilled One captive alone is worth this sacrifice If this is thier ransom so be it These tears cried blur my vision not my duty He cowers behind those even weaker than himself He shields himself with the children of my father Forward son's of light Illuminate If this be our last day our last fight Let it be shouted denique caelum
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Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 9:46 PM UTC
The price of the Righteous
Through the catacombs of dark dreams I chase these screams The cry's and tears of the innocent guide my path Exhausted but never tiring in my quest Bones snap and tendons tear Emasculated the minions of this beast fall These evil trolls that prey on mine His arrows pierce my chest but not my soul These wounds do not scar me I wield my fathers blade with righteousness I shield myself with my faith His hatred sears like an unholy heat My flesh torn and my blood spilled One captive alone is worth this sacrifice If this is thier ransom so be it These tears cried blur my vision not my duty He cowers behind those even weaker than himself He shields himself with the children of my father Forward son's of light Illuminate If this be our last day our last fight Let it be shouted denique caelum
james-m-vines
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Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 9:46 PM UTC
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