Darkness gave way,
To the rising sunset.
As eyes gave away,
Confused as they can get.
The world had no longer,
Praised the foul deity.
Purpose was ever sinister,
As heroes taught in clarity.
Lost in the shade,
Of a prowess no more.
Purpose lingers in the blade,
As harmony fell in gore.
Now all that could possibly be proven,
Could be but that history can be woven.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 6:40 AM UTC
Darkness gave way,
To the rising sunset.
As eyes gave away,
Confused as they can get.
The world had no longer,
Praised the foul deity.
Purpose was ever sinister,
As heroes taught in clarity.
Lost in the shade,
Of a prowess no more.
Purpose lingers in the blade,
As harmony fell in gore.
Now all that could possibly be proven,
Could be but that history can be woven.
