Intro
Skinflint
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This is a short story about Iklwa
Long long time ago
When the rocks were still soft
The people used to live peacefully
Feeding on the wild plants and animals
Meat was their main constituent
They used to dance and sing
Singing songs of praise to their gods
One day when everyone was still at ease
Arrived a muscled, hairy, gigantic giant
An ogre of the desert
He was accompanied by pain and sufferings
There was no mercy
There was no love
Only hate, pain and greed were prevailing
Now the war has begun
The people started to stampede like cows
Only thing you could hear was the sound of Iklwa
Penetrating another man's body
Cutting down his throat
Suddenly the ground was painted in red
The air was filled with a black cloud of smoke
And a foul smell of burning souls
At the end of the war
Only three men were renowned kings
Iklwa was praised for taking the lives of many
This is the beginning of the story
When you die you die
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Long long time ago
When the rocks were still soft
The people used to live peacefully
Feeding on the wild plants and animals
Meat was their main constituent
They used to dance and sing
Singing songs of praise to their gods
One day when everyone was still at ease
Arrived a muscled, hairy, gigantic giant
An ogre of the desert
He was accompanied by pain and sufferings
There was no mercy
There was no love
Only hate, pain and greed were prevailing
Now the war has begun
The people started to stampede like cows
Only thing you could hear was the sound of Iklwa
Penetrating another man's body
Cutting down his throat
Suddenly the ground was painted in red
The air was filled with a black cloud of smoke
And a foul smell of burning souls
At the end of the war
Only three men were renowned kings
Iklwa was praised for taking the lives of many
This is the beginning of the story
When you die you die
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh
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