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Paladins Avant

Then a voice comes and says

It was a stranger, pays by the hour

You got jacked, hacked, attacked

Your mind was theirs when we got here

 

There was a time spent

pretending it wasn't possible.

Sad, sick strangers, ******* you!

But I dreamed of my beloved four.

They ****** my spirit, like a battery.

 

Then he came, the covenant,

time to turn and escape their nets.

Down into the pit, a crucible.

To treat with my paladin

 

We tend the metasphere in secret,

Honor bound in sacred duty

Terrapin are we.

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atalanta-undigested
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Apr 8, 2013
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