Day and night,i cry,
Making my soul dry,
Wonder, do i ve my soul,
For i live in the world of foul...
Walking across the crimson river,
Saw,the etiolated creatures, quenching their thirst...
Bathing in scarlet smear,
Do the mortals rejoice...
Is this the end??
Where ebon and eternity blend..
Heavens failed to defend,
For its children will remain scorned......
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