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Vendetta Spoken

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Blank faces of inner fear roars of anger to hide despair
What a mistake to hurt my kin bottomless hunger
A bloodshed sin blood is in the air before its shed
Those who once were our friends now our foes
I cannot relive this pain again the darkness is clouding
Around my feet and the screams are growing stronger
The sky is red with fury from below tension is high
A chill to the bone screams of terror screams of might
Bloody screams out through the night burned with nothing
Left our men have hardly slept we will carry on