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Dejers Garth
A tool of killing
Decorated for show
The arrow lept
from the quiver
to the string
of the bow
A tool of killing
Decorated for show
A whistle it made
as it flew
through the air
Screaming in delight
without ever a care
A tool of killing
Decorated for show
A sword from its sheath
Like a gem does glow
A tool of killing
Decorated for show
A fire emerges
in its wielders eyes
The fire Rages
as his enemies cry
A tool of killing
decorated for show
A flash of pain
as it delivers its blow
Always to reap
Never to sow