| For five years now, ever since I left the land
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| Once I left my friends to burn.
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| For five years I have been building cruel plans
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| and prepared his return.
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| All the while, my hatred grew.
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| Only one thing on my mind.
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| Hate on me — all I know
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| One thing made me live.
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| Boasting words run along the ground.
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| Boastful chatter languages.
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| They do not know what to expect.
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| I tracked down by them.
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| I swore once cementing blood
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| Oath between the partners
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| I swore before ancient gods
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| I will take revenge.
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| I swore! |
| Before my gods!
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| Oath! |
| Once sealed in blood.
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| Now I’m standing here in the pouring rain
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| While it is moving down the trail.
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| He will experience endless pain,
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| subjected to my wrath.
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| It will be the first to pay
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| For boastful words, uttered.
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| He’ll regret that fateful day
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| My friends died in the smoke.
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| I swore! |
| Before my gods!
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| Oath! |
| Once sealed in blood
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| Now I stand here on the road
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| With the cold steel in his hand.
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| When he looks into my unforgiving heart
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| He starts to cry.
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| One of the 29 left.
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| Consider yourself warned.
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| I’ll be there for the rest of you
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| and I will not regret. |