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Tempered by the fires of hell His iron will remain steadfast through the passage That preys upon the weak He set forth without pity And hunted the slaves of doom with barbarous cruelty Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding None could stand before the horde, but the doom-slayer For he alone was the hell-walker
Writer(s): John Michael Gordon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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