You fanned the flames,
Of hell itself,
Now its time,
To put you to the test.
Swords and Spears,
Axes and Bows,
Now you know,
I am your foe.
My rage is primed,
Its at its peek,
And now you know,
What I seek.
I seek your love,
Its mine to find,
And you once knew,
A love as good as mine.
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