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Memory's Song
Trumpets sounding on the dawn of war
A eternal dusk upon humanity
Blood soaks the ground
Where countless feet will tread
Cries of pain and shouts of torment echo in this forgotten field
Mankinds memory lapses at this age
We are born unto dusk
But through great trial we arrive unto dawn
A eternal dusk upon humanity
Blood soaks the ground
Where countless feet will tread
Cries of pain and shouts of torment echo in this forgotten field
Mankinds memory lapses at this age
We are born unto dusk
But through great trial we arrive unto dawn
Published 29th Mar 2016
| Edited 26th Jun 2016
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