battles,
timely war won,
loyalty was slain,
truth was there.
All the western foes were laying graves under our tree,
worships and deflators,
no degeneration.
The basic of the dogs are human shapes,
and human rituals with little prescription.
A weapon in your right hand,
a gun in your left,
a rosary,
a bullet in your stick,
bullet in your stick.
War!
I leave myself a wife, be prepared to die.
Explain to me what are you fighting for?
Choose of a mask, and face me to fight.
Wishes, secrecy, anger, dint and dare.
Natives,
vagabonds,
unworthy of order won,
loyalty was slain,
truth was there.
Come.
Swear this power for a minute Templeton's afraid to let hypnotist
Cool?
