Adam Sapphire
spirits of new dubuque pt 1 blood of the ascended
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Fallen Guardian upon his throne,
In this kingdom forged of old grave-stone.
We built up these walls to keep their kind out,
All those faithless and un-devout,.
Ezekiel Black offers up this toast,
to the father and his holy ghost.
Guide our swords and spells tonight,
Bless the dead as they rise up to fight.
We built up these walls to keep their kind out,
All those faithless and un-devout.
Guide our swords and our spells tonight,
Bless the dead as they rise up to fight.