sin of a warrier!day one.

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    sin of a warrier!day one.

    you have been judge my saint, and find wanting of all honour.
                   the night has no rest for i am sin!
    the bow of my lords is bent escape is no end,i have fallen to my sin.
                                            LOVE
    THAT LIES WITHIN MY SOUL MY LIGHT MY LOVE BETRADE FALLEN!
                                        to sin a WARRIER!
    THE GAZING LOOK OF HER EYES HAS CAPTURED MY SOUL A WARRIER
                                      WHO HAS SERCOMED
    TO THE ESSENCE OF SIN UPONED HER LIPS! MY TEAST MY HEART HER
    SOUL ARE SIN DEFIND BY THE MELODY OF A BOW THE MOVEMENT OF
                                     A WARRIERSOUL.
    ALLURING THE SENT OF HER LOVE MY SIN AM I MY SOUL TO FIND
     HIDEN IN A MOMENT OF TIME OH HOW THE MIGHTTE HAS FALLEN
    TO SIN.

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