VioletVortex
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Screams of pain haunt the wintry night
Martyrs march forward, they hesitate in fright
Slain corpses cover the frostbitten ground
Out in the distance the guns of death pound
The moon gazes upon in observance
While the weak lay in chains of subservience
Only the true warriors dream of escape
Now fires rage strongly in the forests of battle
Last breaths permeate the silence, the reaper's rattle
Shrieks heard softly, spanning through the night
Malice has succeeded its possession...
Martyrs march forward, they hesitate in fright
Slain corpses cover the frostbitten ground
Out in the distance the guns of death pound
The moon gazes upon in observance
While the weak lay in chains of subservience
Only the true warriors dream of escape
Now fires rage strongly in the forests of battle
Last breaths permeate the silence, the reaper's rattle
Shrieks heard softly, spanning through the night
Malice has succeeded its possession...
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