The Godless
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Chris Jensen
For the air is thick with the stench of fear as they cower to breathe life to my name.
Fields will burn as my Danes lay wasted to your God, your lands.
Fueled by my lust for revenge.
Destined to fill the void.
For I am no stranger.
The timeless halls of Valhalla must wait.
My blood-lust.
Hungers to rip flesh from bone.
For I am the Godless.
For I am their end.
And I will burn this kingdom down.
Odin, hear me.
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