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You are now beyond the living,
Dead and Gone, In your grave. You are dead because of war, You were theirs, They are mine. You are lost to deaths tide, Killed and Lost, In bleak death. You are pulled past seventh gate, Nothing now, A blackened heart. You were nothing to my men, An easy shot, An easy kill. You rade to a tragic end, Not for point, Two for one. I am coming back for You, Past first gate, Up to Life. I have won the dying battle, I am back, And you are gone.... FOREVER
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