The Routine of War
All blood burns, fire calls
Fury shrines, the weapons groan
Steel against bone, once, now twice
Sword against club, the warriors life
Spills, but yet, again he draws breath
Resists death, and swings again
Fury shrines, the weapons groan
Steel against bone, once, now twice
Sword against club, the warriors life
Spills, but yet, again he draws breath
Resists death, and swings again
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| Auteur: Lord Blizzard | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Dodo | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 juni 2004 | ||
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