You took my leg, but that wound is nothing beside the mark you left upon my soul.
They call my pursuit madness, an obsession. Let them be.
I have followed you through storms and darkness, and I shall track you to the ends of my life. Once u stop breathing. I have nothing more to wish for in my life.
I you. On that FAITHFUL DAY!
And when we meet again, I will HAVE YOUR HEAD ON MY HARPOON
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on that faithful day...