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arbinger's Refuge |
-{Malleus De Deus}- |
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Company, always on the run Destiny is the rising sun I was born six gun in my hand Behind the gun I make my final stand That's why they call me Bad company, I can't deny Bad, bad company 'Til the day I die Rebel soul, deserters we are called Chose a gun and threw away the sun Now these towns, they all know our names Six gun sound is our claim to fame I can hear 'em say Bad company, and I won't deny Bad, bad company 'Til the day I die |
Who I am.
Things That Scare Me.
What I do.
Contact Me : [email protected] | |
| "Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing." |
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| "Heh, what am I doing here? I'm hiding, its a terrible and sobering thing to sit on the edge of forever and see tommorow coming at you like a freight train and know you can't stop it, you can't even get out of the way and when it hits, nothing you know will remain. So I come here, pretending I am like everyone else and maybe for a moment, just a moment I can forget the terrible destiny that awaits us." |
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