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Post by Fang of the Dead on Jan 23, 2013 19:09:14 GMT -5
Since you refuse to free my people All through the land of Egypt
I send a pestilence and plague Into your house, into your bed Into your streams, into your streets Into your drink, into your bread
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Post by Coaster on Jan 23, 2013 19:17:51 GMT -5
Upon your cattle, on your sheep Upon your oxen in your field Into your dreams, into your sleep Until you break, until you yield
I send the swarm, I send the horde Thus saith the Lord
I hope I'm not stubborn enough to warrant that ._.
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Post by Celestial on Jan 23, 2013 19:20:03 GMT -5
Once I called you brother Once I thought the chance to make you laugh Was all I ever wanted...
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Post by Fang of the Dead on Jan 27, 2013 20:18:50 GMT -5
I send the thunder from the sky I send the fire raining down
And even now, I wish that God had chose another Serving as your foe on His behalf Is the last thing that I wanted!
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Post by Coaster on Sept 7, 2015 2:36:23 GMT -5
(I send a hail of burning ice On every field, on every town)
This was my home! All this pain and devastation How it tortures me inside All the innocent who suffer From your stubbornness and pride!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2016 13:11:45 GMT -5
(Time to bring this back!)
I send the locusts on the wind Such as the world has never seen On every leaf on every stalk until there's nothing left of green
I send my scourge I send my sword Thus saith the Lord
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