Pour Into My Spirit…spread your arms around meconsole me and keep me close -wield your mighty swordto vanquish all my foes…
—Muse
… ancient days of sorrowancient days of pain-heartaches of the pastslowly began to wane …(from gleaning granules)
Git’er DoneThey beat their swords upon their shieldsTo no beast or man would they yield
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