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enter the world of ripe flesh
earth side
where the dawn climbs and lays on her breast
smell their scent
and kneel before the whore
through the baron wasteland of an obsolete concept
I awaken to an answer
the anger
the rage
it is our fuel our blood
all the pain that which we seek to drive away is the pain that gives us life
the pain that feeds our soul
the pain that guides us unlike the blinding light
searing our flesh
melting our skin
and as you behold this weapon
to wield and destroy your enemies
never forget...
that it is forged in the fires of agony
it's immortal temper a sigil of suffering and might
your majesty
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