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The Artist's last poetry on this horrid site.
The Fall of the Arisen
Can we feel it, my brothers?
Closing around us, like many others.
A light's hope has finally been called.
We will be recounted for our sins, we will be appalled.
For many of the spiteful objections we did
For all of the emotions we had, we hid.
We will no longer be swept aside by this new lord.
Our cries, cannot be ignored.
As of now, my brothers, we fall.
The solemn fire we enthrall.
As we thought we were the arisen
Eternally trapped in this damned prison.
Countless dreams we conspired to live
Hoping to those we harmed, can forgive.
In the death of our hour
In honor, we have devour.
Hollowed bastards, are we not?
We claimed what was right without thought.
Damning the innocent in matters of need.
In darkness, we feed...
But before long, we will see.
( With our blind eye, for we.. )
As darkness before us... it will take me.

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