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I bleed from countless wounds but i cannot concede my life

Although they can be healed they are toxic from the cowards knife

I tried to slay their lord be the one to set them free

Unchain them from their god rid of all that is holy

I'm going to drag them to hell

My cohorts came to my aid

Chased the assassins away

Not much time to seek them out

And make the ungrateful pay

I traveled from afar, trying to liberate

The peasants were brainwashed

Rules by the tyranny

Since my daring attempt was dissatisfied

I shall convince another to strike after I die

You're all damned now

Oppressed forever

I embrace the agony

For glory I kill

Hunt them down

Take my steel

Feel it's pain

On my path to glory

Bleeding from the countless wounds

But the bastard would not die

With fear the would be murderers

Run and hide

Dripping the vemon

From the poisoned cowards knives

Drag them into ym grave before I die