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Ever Risen, Ever Fallen.

Wings cut, Wings torn.

Shed a Tear, Mourn a loss.


The Kings and Queens of

Earth, Sea, and Sky are Dead.


The Princes and Princesses

of Fire and Spirit are sleeping.


Seek the Darkened Moon

to reveal the Lighted Path.


The Blighted Path will have

to take you shall, sacrifice be your Fate.


Horned and Speared,

Cut and Sheared will be your Death.


A Bloody Moon is near,

and the Earth shall cry her final tears.


The Wind shall cease, and Fire cold.


Water turned poisoned

and Spirit destroyed,

until the Blood of Man and God

shall be spilt again in the Darkest Hour.


The End

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