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Life gives us hell as it expects us to kneel. But we never do facing hell side by side. Back to back we face an army of demons. Our wills live on even in the shadows of hell. Our eyes ablaze anew. We defeat our demons with a price paid. But even still we walk tall and proud. Our thrones await as our demons kneel before us. A bond created so tight that God blesses it with renewed strength. We walk tall and proud unknown to this world as we find hot in each other company. A bond, oh a bond so tight it cannot be severed. Weapons in hands ready to take the world. Eyes so fierce they pierce the heavens above. Our shadows tell tales of hell as we walk. People part ways as we pass. Our power absolute with determination to conquer this world.