Come To Pass : Ascension of the Butchers
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1. ASCENSION OF THE BUTCHERS
Darkness has made its way
Slaughtering the innocent with false justification
But the fact remains
A painful dwell of a butchers choice
You stand on your tower
Of self-righteousness not knowing
The hellish deeds from unclean hands...
Lay buried in the fields of small
Arms!
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