Anonymous
W & E
| These men will █████ you |
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| You don’t enlist | |
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| in the battle | |
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| They will | destroy you |
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| should you try to resist. | |
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| Ungelīc is ūs. | |
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| Wulf is █████ | you’re █████ | |
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| Well-protected this island of husbands |
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| Ungelīce is ūs. |
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| When the wolf is away |
| you will wēnum hogode |
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| when the sky is hidden |
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| and you sit |
| howling |
| █████ |
| █████ |
| █████ | |
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| when the battle-forged arms |
| bilegde | |
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| there will be |
| a modicum of joy |
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| in the midst of your pain. |
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| A Wulf is a wolf is an Eadwacer is a wolf. | |
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| Thinking of █████ |
| will make you sick. |
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| A famished soul |
| should not be fed. | |
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| Listen now, Eadwacers: |
| your vile cubs uncerne eargne hwelp █████ the useless children of this pain |
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| are rising |
| wulf tō wuda | |
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| That kind of knot |
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| bound with |
| violence & anger & shame | |
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| easily | |
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| comes | |
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| undone. |
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