I am a man who hunts at night
I am a man who bathes in tiger blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles
Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace.
In a crumbling civilization, there is only one place to journey to.
I am a man who bathes in tiger blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles
Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace.
In a crumbling civilization, there is only one place to journey to.
With my dogs, I will search.
Mush mush mush mush
Pray for the Kingdom.
A dream of running freely through the buttery nipple mountains.
My sword longs to be wrapped with flesh.
Pray for the Kingdom.
I climb up ropes of leg, knots of skin for my feed.
The kingdom lies just beyond the horizon.
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