I am the King of winter
The one who will destroy your day The killing time has come I am the master of your death I will perish all forces Of those who go astray I made them suffer The fearsome ghosts of winter Not or any will dare to roll the dice Can you make your choice? I will lead you towards your death And I’ll rip apart your flesh The ones who try to attack me Will now suffer from my killing pain And I have stolen their souls Which now I will never release Now you tremble towards me Helpless and exhausted Could it be? That I could be the master Nobody will dare to challenge me now This will be your day...
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jay
2/28/2014 12:01:26 am
it is great
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