troep

There's no sense, the fire burns
When wisdom fails, it changes all
The wheel embodies all that keeps on turning

Blood red skies, I feel so cold
No innocence, we play our roll
The wheel embodies all
Where are we going?

All in all
You expect the wise to be wiser
Fallen from grace and
All and all I guess we should have known better
'Cause

What about us
Isn't it enough
No we're not in paradise
This is who we are
This is what we've got

No it's not our paradise
But it's all we want
And it's all that we're fighting for
Though it's not paradise
You and us, or I and them

There comes a time to take a stand
The wheel is watching all it keeps on burning
The venom works, it's like a curse
A trojan horse, when will we learn?
The wheel embodies all that keeps returning

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Ragnvald. Man is the master of his own fate, not the gods. The gods are man's creation, to give answers. that they are too afraid to give themselves.

Godfrey of Ibelin: Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright that Odin may love thee. Speak the truth always, even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong. That is your oath.

lean, dark, tall, with "a shaggy head of dark hair flecked with grey, and in a pale stern face a pair of keen grey eyes





OS Beorn



 

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