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Aug 2016
The Light, the Dark,
Death and decay.
Angels take flight,
Countless souls saved by Noah's Ark.
A fallen Guardian, by the name of Seth.
Humans who pray,
Worshipping the Demon God of Night.
From a being of Light to a being of Dark;
The Grim Reaper it became, for it itself is Death.
A millennium has passed. Unbeknownst to all, the Dark Lord's Day.
Dracol Noir
Written by
Dracol Noir  in another realm.
(in another realm.)   
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   Dana Colgan
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