Out of the Molten Lava
The game will
soon
come
to
an
end
the fiery ground
will keep its secrets
yes , and the world will change
the little hope
we still have
now hinges on
whether the goal can
be rechead
by those who still
look for
answers
Where there once was
a palace
Now there is nothing
but ruins
Yet, many still
aspire
to see the other
side of the sun
burning, as it does
giving off a brillant light
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