sitting here, lonely
waiting for the right time
fear capitavates only
when nightmares become life
when we've no more time to bide
and do good doers pass you by
find a place to hide
wait till you're strong enough to fight
the blades clash
and slice the imperfict flesh
magic forces lash
upon the earth walks the dead
one last choice
in this world of caos
to be the voice
but witch side to choise?
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