My brothers of Stampbberg we must fight to bring order we must fight to bring peace we must fight to become prosperous. Let their be a new order a order of great remembrance where we will live on for generations to come. Come my brothers we must rise from the light defeat the evil in the dark and take our beloved homeland. Show that we have no mercy. Mercy is a form that cowards use we are not cowards we are warriors.
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I couldn't make a comic strip do not have flash
The heroic stars spending themselves
Coining their vert flesh into the army for the lost battle
They must burn out at length like used candles
And Mother night will weep in her triumph ,taking home her heroes
This Magnificent raid at the heart of Darkness, this lost battle
We don't know enough , we will never know
Oh Happy homer . take the gods for granted
The heroic stars spending themselves
Coining their very flesh into the armies for the lost Battle
They must burn out at length like used candles
This Magnificent raid at the heart of darkness , this lost Battle
we don't know enough ,we will never know
Oh happy Homer, taking the stars and the Gods for granted
Odin will take the falling Heroes to the Heavens