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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required At the end of each day, Lies the start of another, Thus the world will transform From dusk to dawn, And the moon’s dark reign Shall be over. Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, We live this life Because we must. So the Cycle goes on and on, Until the End of All Things, When everything’s gone. Now we three have risen To bring Chaos to all, We stand here and laugh At Heaven’s great fall. Pray not to this God, What use is there now? We have slain his great Host, And how we did plough The fields of the dead For their wandering souls, We will not stop Until all life we hold, Turns ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, I have come forth from Hell, To feed my bloodlust. I am the Deity, Slayer of Gods, And I fought ‘til the end, No matter the odds. Now your turn of the Cycle Has been shattered asunder, At the sound of the second, By Sky’s mighty thunder. With his spear he brings, The splendour of winds, With his ice he’ll freeze Everything over. Now this world is dying And your reign has ended. The third wandered true darkness To extinguish your light With a power that none comprehended. Dusk is her name, All burns in her flame, With her blade Even Death she transcended. Now the Eternal Cycle Begins once again, Just look to the Sun, A new day is dawning, Grieve not for the past, There’s no time for mourning. This fragile old world Will ne’er be the same, At the End of All Things, When Chaos shall reign. Come take my hand, Then you will see, It isn’t nearly as bad As you think it will be, For we invite you now To join us peacefully, So we can make a new world, A world pure and free.
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