Unruly Ruler
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- Joined
- Feb 2, 2020
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I wisk away in the fields
Full of spring time air
As I turn around
Asmodeus was there
To take me by the hand
To take me to the forsaken land
The trees the wrought
Our Bows, shields and boards
Together, time and time again
We gather, gather to sin
We march forth, our faces bloodied
This is the question
To die or sin again
I did not come back from that war
The tears that were shed
Made it worth
All the days of my life
I nutured and cared, and passed away
These were my days with Asmodeus
The varied cobble and stone
That was once worth
So much Very More...
Hail Asmodeus!
Full of spring time air
As I turn around
Asmodeus was there
To take me by the hand
To take me to the forsaken land
The trees the wrought
Our Bows, shields and boards
Together, time and time again
We gather, gather to sin
We march forth, our faces bloodied
This is the question
To die or sin again
I did not come back from that war
The tears that were shed
Made it worth
All the days of my life
I nutured and cared, and passed away
These were my days with Asmodeus
The varied cobble and stone
That was once worth
So much Very More...
Hail Asmodeus!