and you'll kill me for sport and when
there are no more dragons to slay
how will you make a living night shut up
if your feet come down my sword goes up
right into your brain
if your floor goes up my kick come down
into the moon at night the titans dude
immortal combat bound
oh who'd the fatal false step
make whose blood would stain
the ground
oh good lord sireglamore
oh thank you very much it's been stuck
down there for a month
can you get your buttocks off my tongue
why should you be comfortable
my armor is rusting in your drool and
your breath
it's absolutely foul what do you expect
with old night rocking between my walls
stop
sorry about that it seems you're in a
better scale me
wouldn't you say but i can go three days
of that sleep
i can go three weeks ah
i'll stab you before i nod off and go
chomp you
my wish will kill each other what do you
suggest
a truce get out of my mouth and let's
talk
face to face how do i know i can trust
you
i'd give you my work the word of a
dragon
it's worthless
have known go on
kill me
i don't want to kill you i never did and
i don't want you to kill me
how do we gain if you win
you'll lose a trade if i win i wait
around for the next swordslinger
thirsting to carve a reputation out of
my hide
i'm tired of lurking in holes and
skulking in darkness
i'm gonna let you up now and if you
insist
we can pursue this fracas to its final
stupidity
or you can listen to my alternative
what's the alternative
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