there is always a soul to take
there is always a heart to break
but when the time comes
no one will be ready
everyone will be slaughtered
the bloodiest war in all of history
the war begins
with a single tear
dropped from the eye of a child
the tear is the key frozen in time
by the power that seeks to destroy it
there is nothing left to do
but to fight
they will win
but i will not bow
I would rather be slaughtered by
their King who awaits us
he commands us to bow
I stand with my head held high
I pull out a dagger and approach their king
I pull the dagger to my throat and sacrifice my self
for the greater of cause
the tear was the beginning
the tear will be the end
Elle a chaud au cul.
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good write, but not your style
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