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Son Of Grace
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Literature Text
Take me to Mordor
strong pale Horse
Take me to a place
where the soul belongs, no more
Crush down the rivers and the falls
Crush the greed in demons eyes
Show mercy and sword
at same time of any kind
War! War!
Screams have been heard
Belonging to a treason
There's a plot for a dark bird
My Muse fallen in love
with Son Of Grace
Blind and folded
I've lost that trace
So let horse's hooves
sing a song of angels of death
Soon, it comes
our last breath
Hail the pale Horse
In the deepest night
Here we come
Leaving a light
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