| As stories may be told, this dawning in a time of the old
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| «Once upon a time there was a man as glorious as the gold;
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| The essence of the childe being raised in the air.»
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| Borrowed powers made this man flourish amongst his peers
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| His seared words of sorcery they could not cohere, but in there sleep he
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| whispered
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| «Conquest relinquishes fear»
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| Waking up at morning light, a vile instinct took plight
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| Craving battle they began to march
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| «Atrocious Quest, Crusade on the West;
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| Obiter Dictum I will say, watch your neck or else they will slay
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| Is this life they portray?
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| Time may pass until that day, but hark the signs that they forbear»
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| The Bearer of Dawn — imparted the suffering vows of men
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| Upon the cities -and throughout the lands
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| A sentinel was bred, the sentinel bled
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| All for an eternal sunrise that was led saintly man
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| Conquest made they will raid with no mercy to the ones who go untouched by
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| dawns light
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| As stories may be told, in this beginning is in a time of the old, «Once upon a time there was a man as glorious as the gold; |
| the essence of the
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| childe.»
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| «Conquest made
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| They will raid with no mercy to the one’s that go untouched by the dawns light
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| And for this blood is insight
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| Craving battle they began to march in their sleep
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| Oddly resembling the holy enigma, they were his flock of sheep
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| As stories may be told in this time of old they were then gathered…
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| They slaughtered and severed |