November
Sunday 17 May 2009 photo 1/6
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Sunday 17 May 2009 photo 1/6
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You'll drain my life but I'll drain yours too
You'll searing pain but I'll coil you through
So when you're waiting for my fear to break
You'd better last stand there's no turning back
The Warrior sounds as the charge begins
But in this battleground noone wins
The smell of acid, flare and holy light
As you plunge into a certain death knight
The lock he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the hunter guns
And as we race towards the shield wall
The psychic scream of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle hunters that lay on the ground
And the mages fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fear another rogue
We get so close, near enough to fight
When a druid gets me in his shadow sight
He mash the macro and I feel the blow
A burst of crits take my rogue below
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My mind is numb and my mana is dry
And as I play forgotten and alone
Without a fear I draw my parting gnoam
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