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Bring forth the rite of war But of self sacrifice I'd throw myself on his blade If it brought you a mite of love for me. I'd sacrifice myself in field of battle, Enraging my brawny, tawny ways, And sacrifice myself to he, Who makes me wish I hadn't messed up
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Sep 27, 2019
Sep 27, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC
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Bring forth the rite of war But of self sacrifice I'd throw myself on his blade If it brought you a mite of love for me. I'd sacrifice myself in field of battle, Enraging my brawny, tawny ways, And sacrifice myself to he, Who makes me wish I hadn't messed up
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Sep 27, 2019
Sep 27, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC
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