Tyrannosaurus Rex - Aznageel The Mage

      [Intro]

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          Aznageel

[Verse 1]

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 Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
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  Stalks a Mage, a necromancer heel
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 Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill
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  The condor flies scared skies in scorch of Aznageel
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          Aznageel

[Verse 2]

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 Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep
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  The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet
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 His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride
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  Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies
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          Aznageel

[Verse 3]

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 A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more
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  He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor
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 A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war
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  O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznageel's door
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          Aznageel
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          Aznageel