Wayward Creed Six slugs in a circle Lift the hammer from the pin Pull my finger, Watch one go Drink the day away Drink, To hold your fears at bay The champion rides Voice to command Foes from their hides Justice in iron hand Seven slugs in a row Pull back the slide Hammer ready to throw Take the ride Drink to save the day Drink, Drown your fears away Iron falls from hand, One less slug snug Watch the champion fall Succumbs to his own wall Cant drink to reclaim the day, Cant drink, Fear takes the final say. Saturday, May 13, 2006
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