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Pour the killing Fire Upon our raucous invaders heads from the murderholes we rain their death until they run aflame screaming from the iron gates
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
siege
Pour the killing Fire Upon our raucous invaders heads from the murderholes we rain their death until they run aflame screaming from the iron gates
#fire#death#screaming#attack#siege
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
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