As a small fawn, he watched hin mother get killed, and he swore revenge. Under the guidance of his father and other woodland creatures, he trained and trained. Now it has become time. Meet BAMBO, this time he brings the hunt to them
The Dream Rolls On
Three thirty in the mornin', sleeping in your bed Wrapped up in your blanket, soft pillow beneath your head Stars shinning brightly, t...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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