The Twilight Showdown Lyrics
Spurs on both his mighty infant tears of our oil
Prince Augustus
Pasta with the lack of razor crowned a princess
Biding off aside, I must distance the rival
Tell you something
Shouting with her brass conduction
Prince Augustus. Sond the trumpet
Welcome to the twilight showdown!
Fighting with his eyes, combusted
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Prince Augustus
Shouting with her head of mustard
Welcome to the twilight showdown!
