It’s night, but it always is.
Darkness covers now my eyes,
This dark shroud it keeps me
I live in it and it feeds on me.
If I could, I’d break these chains
And escape into the world,
See green
The ancients told him to stay,
For where he was going
Lied hate and betray,
He stood at the gate,
Thought about their words
As his last battle,
Foretold by the gods,
Was about to begin
With a
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