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He was the sun of champion, a proud |
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Olympian. |
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Taught his boy all the tricks he'd ever need to win. |
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The games were fierce as battle, not for ordinary man. |
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A man born of royal blood must live by sword in hand. |
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This one not so lucky, as he fell to his knees. |
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Suddenly inflicted, deranged with disease. |
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His father act with fury, you must not scorn his name. |
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Cast him to the forest, return never again. |
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The nights cold and darkened as the boy turned into man. |
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Took shelter in the jackyl's den, the cave |
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Tartarean. |
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Confronted by the serpent now your soul belongs to me. |
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For your health and strength, sell your soul and you'll go free. |
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Eager to accept the bribe, for revenge in his mind. |
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Dawn reflect from the blade, the forest left behind. |
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His strength grew with every stride, he was healthy as an ox. |
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No one would stop him. |
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You live by the sword, and die by the sword. |
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Avenge everyone in your way. |
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Condemning a |
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Misfit for innocence his sin. |
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His blade will avenge you someday. |
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He's a Misfit. |
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He's a Misfit. |
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Defeating every wild beast and swordsman in the ring. |
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Victor of the main event wed daughter of the king. |
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He glances to the throne where sits the royal regime. |
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The king who cast the misfit died, his father reigned supreme. |
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The charge begins, first pass is made the serpent's face revealed. |
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Time has come to meet his fate, |
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The bribe kept concealed. |
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He casts his blade with vengeance and pierced his father's soul. |
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Satan would take him. |
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You live by the sword, and die by the sword. |
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Avenge everyone in your way. |
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Condemning a |
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Misfit for innocence his sin. |
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His blade will avenge you someday, oh no. |
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He's a Misfit. |
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Misfit, Misfit, he's a |
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Misfit. |
