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“Ties are formed in the dark light, The endless war it has been read, But fate demands we all must fight, There is no choice the gods are dead.”
“One must join and raise the rear, Other must break and bring the kings, One must grow and lose the fear, Other must die and rise with wings.”
“Blood burns red, through the air it’s blown, Blood pours bright, across the fated throne, Blood draws truth, and rips apart the mind, Blood creates pain, it kills the weak-spined.”

