Crimson Sky
The sky of crimson!
It reminds me of him!
how he sees only red!
when i see the sky of crimson!
i wonder if he has won.
i wonder when i'll start to slaughter.
but then i realize!
under that sky of crimson!
if he is won,
i could not think!
and then he apears!
under the sky of crimson!
the one who i fear most!
myself!
he apears as a ghost,
melded from darkness!
he comes from the shadows
under the sky of crimson!
and he delivers to me,
a sight so terrible!
it fills me with fright!
so under the sky of crimson!
i remember exactly,
why I fear him!
and why I must fight him!
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