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Why did the kingdoms fall The dark soul grows Ripped from this mortal coil The furtive one knows Cut down by all walks of life petrified and turned to stone How can I rest in peace When these souls need a home The last vestige of humanity Used to take back this throne Will the cycle live on Or will the cycle blown
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Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC
The Dark Soul
Why did the kingdoms fall The dark soul grows Ripped from this mortal coil The furtive one knows Cut down by all walks of life petrified and turned to stone How can I rest in peace When these souls need a home The last vestige of humanity Used to take back this throne Will the cycle live on Or will the cycle blown
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Bruscero
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Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC
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