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Pentakill. (img:#880105) [Verse 1] My king, my king, how was I supposed to know that Everyone will falter when you die And as we speak the army of our enemies Is approaching our gates, we cannot fly [Verse 2] Behold, my son There's a way to… devamını gör
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