A third of my angels are dead
But feek me Trinity Severn is kicking ***
I should of never asked her to march with me
If she survies I will have to marry her
for I never knew how she thought of me
she screams on the battlefield that she would die for me
Oh sweet is this battle
I am feeking cut to bits
wow I never knew
how many Angels loved me
the Dragon Black, shied blood red
I don't die Trinity.. will you be my wife
It's great to fight, unholy wars
my shield is white and burning
I am coming dear maiden
sweet trinity seven
lets battle on
in our sweet Angel wars
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
A third of my angels are dead
But feek me Trinity Severn is kicking ***
I should of never asked her to march with me
If she survies I will have to marry her
for I never knew how she thought of me
she screams on the battlefield that she would die for me
Oh sweet is this battle
I am feeking cut to bits
wow I never knew
how many Angels loved me
the Dragon Black, shied blood red
I don't die Trinity.. will you be my wife
It's great to fight, unholy wars
my shield is white and burning
I am coming dear maiden
sweet trinity seven
lets battle on
in our sweet Angel wars
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
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