Anvil come Anvil come I need your I need your Fire Sparks and stone Sparks and stone As you fall As you fall I fade While ships Seek signs of life They'll have Our heads on sight It comes Bronze will...
You okay there? Do i look okay to you? What do they call ya? They call me "six. " Well, six, it's not wise to hang around here. Well, i wouldn't wanna be not wise, would i? You could always...

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