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Sangheili Honor


Bound by honor, and fierce with might, You follow your leaders, and fight their fight. Your passion and your strive boils in your blood, As you folow your leaders, that drag you through mud. Blind as you are, your courage holds true, As you follow your leaders, to begin anew.  The holy visage is in your sight, You follow your leaders, and fight their fight. The visage persuades you as you struggle the Flood, As you follow your leaders, that drag you through mud. The actuality of this news, comes out of the blue, As you follow your leaders to begin anew. Your eyes, are open, you see through the ruse. You rush to make sure your brothers know, the news. The Prophets lies have left you All rejected, Their twisted ideal only infected. Now rebelled against your leaders, and with them out of your way, Your race rebuilds, for the next enemy, to slay.

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