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Soul Binder


In order for life to be sown from seed

The flesh of Death must bleed and bleed

 

Then you must take Halo's bone

And for al your wrongs you must atone

 

Now for your hunger you must appease

So take an apple from the Garden of Trees

 

From a lion's roar to a raven caw

This is the Binder's soul, good day to you all

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