Check, check, check, check, check
Check check, one two
It's cold when I walk through
The marshes at night, full
Silence my rifle
Solemn disciple
Speech is my [?]
Discarding the feeble, the fragile are [?]
Sheep in my gallows
Crawl as I gallop
Graves deep, not shallow
When I step through your best, I'm the prophet of morrow
Give coins a flip and let destiny follow
Sheep in my gallows
Crawl as I gallop
Graves deep, not shallow
When I step through your best, I'm the prophet of morrow
Give coins a flip and let destiny follow

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