MrazeksVengeance
VENGEANCE
- Feb 27, 2018
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THEY RIDE
THESE TWENTY FOUR MEN
NARROW ROADS
THROUGH THIS DARK COLD LAND
THEY BURN ALL VILLAGES
THEY RAID AND DESTROY
TAKE WINS, GLORY AND POINTS
TAXES TO BORG IS THEIR MISSION
BUT PAIN AND SORROW THEY LEAVE
THEY DRINK ALL BOOZE
THEY STEAL YOUR WINS
BARNS IN FLAMES AND
FANBASES WITHOUT HOMES
MEN WITH THEIR GOLDEN STICKS
GOALIES' ARMORED HEADS
ICE IS HARASSED HARD
BLADES OF SKATES SLASHED
IN SILENCE THE VILLAGE LIES DOWN
CENTRAL BLEEDING MORBID SORROW
ONE MAN OF THESE MEN WHO WERE JERKS
ONE MAN, BROKE OUT
DOWN HE WENT WITH INJURY
DOWN MAN, A JERK
HE LIT THE FIRE UNDER THE HEARTS
YOU COULD STILL SEE HIS FACE
HE BURNT AWAY INSECURITY
BURNT AWAY THOSE MEMORIES
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@Derailed75
I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOUR REQUEST, BUT I CAN'T EXACTLY FORCE THESE THINGS. OTHERWISE, MY "ADJUSTMENT" OF LYRICS TAKES TOO MUCH TIME.
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