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Jun 2016
Bang the drums of war!
Tonight we battle on the field of bloodsoaked heartbreak.
We take no prisoners.
We give no compassion.

The kingdom lays in ruins,fire lighting the bellowing smoke in a night sky.
The smell of blood,eyes roll back,there is no pain relief on the battleground,droves of dead bodies hard to navigate underfoot.
Cries of the dying and for the dead.

**open eyes,for it is all a war in my head
Creepstar
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Creepstar  Pig Town
(Pig Town)   
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