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ATTILA

ADVANCED

In a long gone century

the huns rode across the land

Their terror was notorious

all over the world

Attila was their king

a fabulous destructor, my friend

When he went to war

things turned in to dirt

They only saw his shadow

they felt he was in their neighbourhood

Attila, creator of

blood, tears and pain

His wrath harmed them all

their heads had to roll

Blood and sweat fell down

like rain

BATTLE

Homicide	        Pangs of death in their eyes

Agony	        For well-considered death

Death-sweat      For the undertakers men

Final rest	        Prepare for your last breath