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lurking, in the forest
in the cold mists of the treees reigns
a king of kings
adorned with a crown of thorns he
rules the creatures
with an iron hoof bred from torment

a ruler he surveys
his kingdom
impailing traitors with
his horns
of justice, terrified
enemies,
fear his might

massive hoofs can be
(gutteral deer noise)
heard in the distance
(gutteral deer noise)
pounding and smashing
(gutteral deer noise)
on their way to the battle

more pain
with the strength of 60 moose he
crushes their skulls into shards

shattered, bones, and hides strewn across the clearing
sitting on, his thrown of carcases

muscle bound, fur covered
beast walking upright the fawn of
anomally
immersed in lore draped in anguish
this fawn will terrorize

a ruler he surveys
his kingdom
impailing traitors with
his horns
of justice, terrified
enemies,
fear his might

massive hoofs can be
(gutteral deer noise)
heard in the distance
(gutteral deer noise)
pounding and smashing
(gutteral deer noise)
on their way to the battle

more pain
with the strength of 60 moose he
crushes their skulls into shards

oooooooooooo

clash of the sword sting of the blade
deer lord has now been cowned a king
off with their hand and off with their heads
grinds all their bones to make his bread
persecution, is now a plague
now this fawn has, has taken his place

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