Angle of death they called me
no one dares to come near me
my brother is with the king
and my sister is a slave lonely
they called me that 'cuese I didn't lose a fight
and now i am stuck in here for the rest of my life
with blood in streets and houses
I am passing the blood read roads
sun is burning my skin
but I don't dare complain
the best I am along
on one dares to fight the Angle Of Death
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