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The Last Day .
Crawling into archaic gores, skies open sores . The oasis of broken tokens reminds us of what has desserted the world . Hear the cries of infants, hear their shouts, hear their rage in wombs ! Be ends nearing eyes of new breeds ? Or be good replaced with bad deeds ?
Even the sun has lost its shine . Earth is in the days of the nocturn, no way is to return; like cats silently sneaking towards what they crave we let our toes sniff the way and lead our feet with no vision of what is ahead !
Alter awaits a dawn of demise . Indistinct sombres roam the broad road occupied by fear in people's blunt insight . Are our fates not in our reach ? As poor as a dead man's mouth we wonder and let loose of what is amiss, but acquire slavery we do when bravery foresakes our hands .
See the journey we're headed in, see the ending day frown at the fading stars ! Watch the moon as it drowns the mother and child who walk on their dreams . O' ! Watch angels die in the valley of chaos .
Is this the end of something we've faught for; Is this the beginning of something which has been forgotten . The adder's whispers beholds answers, the deceiver has the truth . Walking the path of betrayal it stands as a blind guardian and an untrusted acquaintance; but it too fears what's coming . It is bigger than lies and perfidy ! It is bigger than secrets and trust !
See how skies open sores as you look up ? Bewildered is the state of what's not . We often see what we want, but this time we see what we have toO . An altercation between creatures of light and darkness is creeping in ! Colours of the wind have the mark; listen closely to the tears of oceans and view at trees as they gossip . The gore will never heal !
It does remind us of what's coming, sword masters shall be meres when the day is here, the day we all fear, the day when the dark thrown will face bolt throwers ! The fallen will rise to grow wings and the dead will find their trails once more to seek a choice.Yes it is the end of days, the last day of life .
Even the sun has lost its shine . Earth is in the days of the nocturn, no way is to return; like cats silently sneaking towards what they crave we let our toes sniff the way and lead our feet with no vision of what is ahead !
Alter awaits a dawn of demise . Indistinct sombres roam the broad road occupied by fear in people's blunt insight . Are our fates not in our reach ? As poor as a dead man's mouth we wonder and let loose of what is amiss, but acquire slavery we do when bravery foresakes our hands .
See the journey we're headed in, see the ending day frown at the fading stars ! Watch the moon as it drowns the mother and child who walk on their dreams . O' ! Watch angels die in the valley of chaos .
Is this the end of something we've faught for; Is this the beginning of something which has been forgotten . The adder's whispers beholds answers, the deceiver has the truth . Walking the path of betrayal it stands as a blind guardian and an untrusted acquaintance; but it too fears what's coming . It is bigger than lies and perfidy ! It is bigger than secrets and trust !
See how skies open sores as you look up ? Bewildered is the state of what's not . We often see what we want, but this time we see what we have toO . An altercation between creatures of light and darkness is creeping in ! Colours of the wind have the mark; listen closely to the tears of oceans and view at trees as they gossip . The gore will never heal !
It does remind us of what's coming, sword masters shall be meres when the day is here, the day we all fear, the day when the dark thrown will face bolt throwers ! The fallen will rise to grow wings and the dead will find their trails once more to seek a choice.Yes it is the end of days, the last day of life .
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