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Devilish fucker, put a kiss on my blade.
I don't owe you nothing at all but your tounge is crawling back like a snake.
Blow black for the thrill of it all, you king, you king.
I won't rest till I slaughter you all, crawling back from the maze.

The Warmaster.

Blood demon heaving the waves, for the foolish crest.
I don't owe you nothing at all but your tounge is crawling back like a snake.


The Warmaster.

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