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i am the giant

I was born and raised in a little town called Coleraine on the North West Coast of Northern Ireland
A place were at a time a giant ruled the roost
He was the giant of the causeway Finn Macool
The ground shakes and men's bones tremble,
The giant on the causeway walks,
The sky rumbles and mountains crumble,
The giant on the causeway talks,
The wind roars and the rain falls,
the giant breaths his breath
and walks our land without fear of man or any other dread.

Kings of causeway, forest and coast
Man has never known such fear,
Even a man as cruel as me would piss himself to tears at the thought of who would spend all day
Picking myself from their teeth.
Their ancestor titans now trapped by the world were too much for gods to even handle
They drew them away from a life of play and wine and scandal  

But now we come to real life,
and you should know that I'm the giant,
Ill hunt you down with fee, fi, fo, fum
AND I DARE YOU TRY AND DEFY IT
I am a son of Macool and just like him I am hold intelligence in my strength
I am a giant amongst men and anyone taller shall fall to my feet

Will you Bow when the giant comes
Written by oldmanadeus
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