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Pressure on the inner walls of my brain grows heavier |
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I must alleviate the pain I feel |
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For soon many will die as they come before me with effortless attempts |
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The search for divine power beckons me and the only way to achieve is to destroy |
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Victims of a torn society lay in waste as I pick through the bloody carcasses |
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Dead bodies just seem to fall before me |
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Saving the most edible morsels, the weak ones scatter |
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With bloody weapon in hand, I tear through the limbs |
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Cries of anguish filter through the land, echoing in the valley |
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Many have tried to come before me with effortless attempts |
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I sift my way through the fields of dead bodies, stopping to take a trophy or two |
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The fields run deep and far, for I have killed many and I must travel far to reach my destination |
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My final resting place, where I will be reborn |
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For now, the air is still, smell of dead bodies is ever so prevalent |
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I am the last and here I shall remain |
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The pain I have once felt is lifted from my being |
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Villages of useless waste, a race which does not deserve to live |
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I wreak havoc amongst the children from a present with no future |
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For I am the strong and those who defy me lay in waste |
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The days of travel are long and the stench of how many I have killed lingers on |
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I am tired and need rest, but the force pulls me to my destination |
