Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

On high seas in search of

The sickly sweet milk of selfish love

And knife these for warm fresh blood

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves

In studded crown the thief of souls

The parasites the bugs of gold

This fertile land now spoiled and sold

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Kicker of Elves

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Kicker of Elves