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letra de the story of the crane fighter - nuse tyrant

story of the crane fighter
the sole survivor of the massacre
attacks occurred
the manchu regime
in cahoots with blackula
students rooted in harmony
disciplined with the focus of einstein
ping secretly training crane style
wallow in grace, fundamental
flying styles, plain stance
with the power of a crane fist
ping was at the taoist temple
sparring with an arcane twist
hai chao chan
was also known as the blue fan
mesmerized by pings techniques
wing physiques solid
temple talk group plans
fighting style was polished
ping let her brother know the general plans to k!ll the rivals
buddha bless and boister
no trust in the ample disciple
chuan yuan, ex shaolin student who studied tiger style
protected against the manchu and those in alliance in that crowd
pings father notice she fights
training with fake monk
her teacher was actually her brother
master of the snake punch
blue fan saw ping sk!lls
blue fan met ping and asked her marriage
she refused the temple was leaving the emperor disparaged
she was embarrassed to stand next to blue
her family was ordered to prison
she told her whole family, you have my word i will rescue you
then blue fan went out and murdered all pupils that studied under chuan
blood everywhere!!

nuse

years later blue fan
sense chivalry married his concubine
ping traveled miles and miles
seek manchu leave ‘em flat horizontal lines
the emperor empathized among chi lessons
the breaths of dragon touch
rushes like flea leaps
and manchu preach oppression
ping met pao, a worker from the chun village
who done made it his business because he witnessed the manchu pillage his people
pao gave ping the details
to prevail a bed to sleep while they planned the feat well
one by one machu fighters missing shift sweet smell
limbs fray with swift slay
elegant and beauty in the movement
the manchu were of no match for ping slowly they start losing
the radius is radiant
circle short eyes on prize
size of the fish in this sport was not to abort
ping caught the vision of precision in her perspective
the concubine slept
without a notice of death
she was selected
to be the next
the manchu to face the light
she was silent
hunched over the sleeping wife
like a thief inna night
sliced her throat
it just look like she was still sleeping nice
she heard the door rattle
blue fan entered and noticed his wife bleeding
he dropped to a knee suddenly grieving
ping stepped from shadow
blue fan looked at ping
eyes wide like he saw a ghost

- nuse tyrant

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