Flesh Of The GodsMarch Forward! Forward March!Flesh Of The Gods
This is a war!
Between Men And Gods!
Don't Fear There Power!
You Have No Choice
Consume the Flesh Of The Gods Indulge Yourself Upon The Immortals Stench Stand At The Edge Of The Throne!
Or Receive A Cowards Death!
The Smell Of Rotting Corpses
Fills The Air To Punish Us
For The Sins We've Committed
Against The Gods!
We'll Win The War
But We'll Lose More
Than Freedoms Worth
I miss you.
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holy crapoly!
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holy crapoly!
and i'm sorry
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