Hear The Drums Shaking The Ground

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Hear the drums shaking the ground
Hear the heavens crashing down
Hear the rhythm of your fear
See the end is drawing near
See darkness fall upon the brave
See your son becom a slave
Smell the fetid corpses rise
Smell your blood before it dries
Smell earth and stone within your tomb
Taste the bitterness of doom
Taste the force that wields your fate
Taste the attitude of hate
Feel good fortune fade away
Feel the ceasing of the day
Feel the fire of your wrath
And head up high go to your death.

By: Luca Sitan

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