End of the World
Where did we land Bruce
I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight, Gazing up at the stars.
Took me to an unholy place, and that is where I fell from grace.
And I felt I was in a dream and my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance to witness what happened to me.
We are the sons of Odin
We are brothers in blood.
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