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If this world is a game,
a challenge to the death.
I'm just another tribute and you're the same,
each of us competing to take the other's last breath.
Only one will win they say,
only one comes out alive.
I go knowingly into a bloodbath this day,
and I'll try my damnest to thrive.
But you're doing it too,
just trying to live.
From this evil we withdrew,
an alliance is all I can offer; all I can give.
Friendship sparks,
fates collide.
Upon this unknown path we must embark,
and defeat the others in stride.
The journey's at it's end,
but the rules the same.
Only one will be Victor; only one to glory asend,
so one more death to close the game.
Defiance wins,
no more a pawn in this charade.
We know what the consequences will be; what will happen,
even with one nightmare done; another has just been made.
We'll get to live and see another day,
but there are now far worse games to play.
Stíofáinín Aug 2017
I am the Phoenix, and I have burned
But make no mistake
I will return
My third coming
From the ashes I asend
This blazing guilt will be your end
Born from nothing and thrown to dust
My lips are dry, my wings are rust
Riged and meek they fan this fire
Fire fire, leaking from the mouth of a liar
Doubting what your eyes can't see
Entirely aware, you deny me
And you can play the innocent fool
But I am wise because I'm cruel
Swap your creed, appease the burn
See through my eyes
Now it's your turn

— The End —