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Darkfall

Born with the yearning pain,
Destined to fall back, & pierce your heart.
Born in the darkness of night,
With blood upon your hands.
A watcher secret and still
In the centre of chaos.
The beginning is made,
With the struggle, of harmony.
Coming from within your song,
Entranced, by the power of the mortal.
Death becomes in the darkfall,
Your blood trembling.
With dying strains of the lastmade.
Forgotten by completion.
Illuminated by the light,
The rival healing power.
Of the sacred love of the fallen.

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