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Arise pup and face the new sun rising!
Skilled at playing on your fears throughout that long darkness
Leaping at shadows once thinking yourself the fierce war cat
Nay but ye are a kitten in the face of this tide of war
The numbers lay against you and there is no hope for tactics
What do you do when the air itself seems to choke in fire?
Cry valiant knight for this is the last they shall know of thee
For now and your ever there is but one thing in your desire
A strong arm to wield this blooded sword
Mayhap a mask as well to hide the tears that flow freely down your cheeks
For this is the last of it, your demons made flesh have won
Nothing shall remain of you for the bards to sing of
One hero falls into the darkness means so little to the carrion crows
-L
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