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Les cartes de Sam Guay

Les cartes de Sam Guay


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Cour de Garenbrig

Court of Garenbrig


Impulsion

Impulse


Dissimulation mortelle

Deadly Cover-Up


Reconstruction macabre

Macabre Reconstruction


Marché démoniaque

Demonic Bargain


Exploitation mortelle

Lethal Exploit


Revers de fortune

Change of Fortune


Faveur revitalisante

Invigorating Boon


Druide du cercle des rêves

Circle of Dreams Druid


Forme sauvage

Wild Shape


Mélodie lointaine

Distant Melody



Le Dark Mogwaï

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When the break of days are cold
And the cardpeckers are fold
And the saints we see are all made of venarian gold
When your vengeful dreams all fail
And the nameless ones we hail
Are the worst fears of all
And the searing blood's run stale
I want to hide the echoing truth
I want to shelter you
But with the molder beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom's come
This is my kingdom's come

When you feel my heat stroke, look into my ophidian eyes
It's where my shadowborn demons hide
It's where my shadowborn demons hide
Don't get too close
It's a dark maze inside
It's where my shadowborn demons hide
It's where my shadowborn demons hide.

At the curtain of light's call
Is the last of all
When the angel of light fade out
All the sin collectors crawl
So they dug your shallow grave
And the masquerade will come calling out
At the mess you made
Don't want to let you down
But I am hell's caretaker
Though this is all for you
Don't wan't to hide the echoing truth

No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom's come
This is my kingdom's come
When you feel my heat stroke, look into my ophidian eyes
It's where my shadowborn demons hide
It's where my shadowborn demons hide
Don't get too close
It's a dark maze inside
It's where my shadowborn demons hide
It's where my shadowborn demons hide.
-Imagine mordant dragon, in 666 of the greatest Multiverse song of all time.

Proposé par Valàar le 27/10/2014

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