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Apr 27
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They war with truth
They shatter souls
These Rising beasts
Of lores once told
Be them mighty
Be them bold
As Darkness sings
And darkness folds
Unearthed in pits
Planets old
Apes and imps
These barren souls
Bedtime frights
In Hallows told
Entreat upon us
Brutally bold
To curse us all
In evenings fold
Satan foretold
The demons stole
On nights of old
Poor shattered souls
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