Begining
the worlds ending
the troubles pending
creatures of nights
that no longer exist
storms of fire
giagantic demons
undescribable
now in a shadow
the darkness begain
broken, spirtit man
powers out
waters no good
no doubts
die we should
exicute last rights
the will of man
married to the land
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