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Chariot The Wars And Rumors Of Wars

Is this the blessing or the curse? Should I belong to the trend? At least it's a tragedy that will only come once. A choir of men sing sanctuary in faith

nervous one and they kill all they fear, but they fear it all, so they take the bait, so disappear with me for the captain has fell asleep hours ago and

Buried because of progress and profit, face the facts, you can send the harlot for the job of a pilgrim. When we cast the script, we found it hard to

I have thrown no kid kid to the wolves, so make your peace The actor is not who he claimed, so carry on, they have painted gold, This cage and the actor has betrayed and

Is this the game? Is this the way? Or is this the fortune fabulous? We found our song and it reads loud. So speak it all the way up. From the dirt straight