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Regret

Thou my soul has withered
And I'm broken and gone

No man of the cloth
Nor an angel with wings

Could save me from my fate
But instead left me to perish

Then the guardian of music
Came into my souls darkness

And filled me with real enlightened power
To strike down those who condemned me

Now I sit upon my throne
Looking back on this forsaken life

I thought I was the hero
But it appears I'm the villain

I am not the shining light
I'm the death of us all

I regret my choices that I made
For in my darkest hour I'm alone
Written by Necromancer311
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