Fever of lust.
I'm ready to ride fast.
People are so cruel.
No more saint, and they will start a war.
When my knives are drawn too.
Covered by signs of different people.
Good people for the evil.
With a drawn knife ready to stain the floor.
When my knives are drawn too.
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