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Dec 2013
I hold the black flag and the red cross
for I was made to battle hard
I am ready to do the unthinkable
for I was born to battle

I spit on the flag of peace
for I am in the mood for total war
my tail will rattle
for I was born to battle

I call my own to me
with all the magic I know
I am taking no more *******
for I was born to battle

My war machine is primed
time to storm with hatred
sent to utterly destroy
for I was born to battle

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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