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When the fire finally extinguished in the morning sun. |
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I gathered the remnants from the choir, who were slain. |
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This cowardly slaughter |
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I fail to grasp it all. |
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They could not even defend themselves. |
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What beasts were they, who did this to these saints? |
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The need for them to die, |
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I wonder why. ' |
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Dost thou not see the war that plagues the land; the dragon's campaign to conquer his world?' |
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Seven bodies, seven graves |
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I digged for them. ' |
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For dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.' |
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Under the setting sun |
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I buried the last one. ' |
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My children now come to me.' |
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In these times of |
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Darkness, where the |
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Dragon attempts to overthrow the kingdom of light, in secret the final defeat of the dragen is being prepared. |
