| Club-foot cripple’s withered stride
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| Disturbs the dust of barren tide
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| Lifetime spun from martial pride
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| Graft of scars on calloused hide
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| Weathered vet of many campaigns
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| Knuckles grip anew the reigns
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| Charger harnessed, Standard raised
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| Sombre stroke to crown aspire
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| Drown fears in void of infernal Styx
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| Warrior’s doubt in terror cicatrix
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| Drown the sound of doom in cobalt depths
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| Submerge grief in the Ocean of Wounds
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| In hateful breeze the guillotine hum
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| Of axe descent to nape of scum
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| Wed to pain, To horror numb
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| Crimson world will soften the slum
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| Short cuts burn when u seek fire
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| Bone-deep become the demon sired
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| Strong through trials, Torments dire
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| Sombre stroke to crown aspire
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| Drown fears in void of infernal Styx
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| Warrior’s doubt in terror cicatrix
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| Drown the sound of doom in cobalt depths
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| Submerge grief in the Ocean of Wounds |