Sad Theory
Sad Theory - Noble Thief lyrics
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Expelled from my land, burglar. Glory and honor weren't enough promises to my name. Am I coward? So said my past. But I'll prove him. Remembrances blind reality. Desire to kill my bride? I am killing her. Blood, blood on my hands. Blood of a woman
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