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treachery's
years of death
here the man that brings
unknown disease, hate &
and noone's the
of his own life

one it's war!
one man. his war

this scalp is for my
ans this is for mu wife
this one is for my lost
is this the way we

time to blows and blows
you don't deserve to deal me
...wichasa!

no reason to
my legs, my sight, my brain, my
these are my friends
my body inside itself
I know who my are
now is forbidden
my hunting has taken
way...
treachery! no, no
this is... my death's
this will... make your blood
no fear... is the only way I see!

here... in your cage
there is no way to deal you...

flight, other deceptions
other flights,
(now) all that's
are crumbs of
away by your icy scorn