#β past verse / the hussar πΉ| blooming roses lining her warpath; the emerald eyed general is π’ππͺπ·π¦
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Modern/what if she wasn't dragged to Hell verse
Apocalypse verse β‘ on @undeadgeneral
Assassin Verse
Mafia Verse
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The Hunter
The Hussar
16th century border fort captain verse β‘ on @warheir
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Duchess of Wrath verse
Singer-semi verse
Horseman of the Apocalypse verse
#π₯ blazing through history β | hellborn & hellraised; loneliness chases the forgotten general's proud steps#β assassin verse π₯ | turn the pain into a souvenir; pass it on by rose petals littered corpses#π¬ mafia verse π | blood is on the dancefloor; look how the viper took you under with seven inches in#β past verse / the hunter π‘ | nowhere to hide; the hungarian viper is already waiting in the shadows#β past verse / the hussar πΉ| blooming roses lining her warpath; the emerald eyed general is π’ππͺπ·π¦#ππΊ 16th century verseπ©Έ| resistance; liquid fire in my veins: my soul the burning sun against the crescent moon#β singer semi verse π| vicious hellfire siren; hear her war cry echo through hell
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#β past verse / the hunter π‘ | nowhere to hide; the hungarian viper is already waiting in the shadows#β past verse / the hussar πΉ| blooming roses lining her warpath; the emerald eyed general is π’ππͺπ·π¦#β 15-16th century verse ππΊ | my bones are iron; my blood liquid fire; my soul the burning sun against the crescent moon#β assassin verseπ©Έ| hide but where; fight but how; and those heels keep echoing on the tiles:πππ€; πππ€; πππ. the reaper has arrived#β hellfire unleashed β οΈ | no crowns; kings or queens when l burn down this empire; watching the bodies crumble one by one.#β singer semi verse π| vicious hellfire siren; hear her war cry echo through hell#β royalty verse π₯ | her crown is iron; morals set in stone; prosperity in her wake#verse tags#β horseman of the apocalypse verse π | heaven couldn't keep her; hell couldn't hold her; they won battles but lost the π°ππ«
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