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| Aeternus Miscellaneous There's No Wine Like The Bloods Crimson bloodred sky bloodred fields the sun in its last breath providing the shadows of the trees a moment to dance before death still - their makers dance in the cold breeze that gives to me the stench of blood not yet cold and torn dead flesh i raise my hammer of war to call my vulture up high it flies from the fields from its kingdom it sees the most wonderful sights dead men - wounded worms the remains of a conquered land my slaughtery and victory my hammer shall not yet rest from the north i hear hordes of young men how unaware they are of their peoples angel of death their blood (hall paint my armour as i slay them all brutally down the hill they ride i greet them with my war cry as i slam my hammer into the ground come to me mortals my wary hatered engraves fear in their faces as they see their death i am war, i am death my hammer crushes skulls and bones screams of fear my swords thirst drowns in blood tears and begging for mercy i laugh and kill i am the god of war i am ares |
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