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Footsteps echoing The Hall is quiet like night I am alone here The evil chair sits Given to me by Charlie All others empty. In this place was life Randomly starting paint fights But not anymore No seriously... where are you guys??? Rica R. C. Now, we head towards the battlefield. Believe, and our blades will not break. Believe, and our hearts will not bend. Though the roads we take may be different, our iron hearts will beat as one. Swear that even if the earth is torn asunder. we will live and return here once again. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |