Doom's Siege
Here I stand
in this arena of lost souls
My feet forced me here
My breath fails me
I smell dry tears
Soon,i'll be drunk from it
Tragedy has been here
Pain,a visitor this august
a stranger turned owner
Disaster's home lies here
Family of sorrow,you birthed
its agony fills a book
this houshold despairs
Doom thrives here
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