It’s time.
Roll out from the bronze range.
Time to hit hell’s gate.
Red horse
Black horse
White horse
Dappled
Run down the enemies,
Cut and grapple.
“they were impatient to go and patrol the earth. And he said, “Go, patrol the earth.” So they patrolled the earth.”
Sitting and wishing
Will not conquer
Reminiscence looked backward
marred your forward
path.
You know where to go.
Now roll.
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