Flickering away,
luminous dreams.
We know it nears,
We bow in it's aura,
the Devastator.
Helm low, hope high
is it really about the end
Or was it always about the start.
luminous dreams.
We know it nears,
We bow in it's aura,
the Devastator.
Helm low, hope high
is it really about the end
Or was it always about the start.
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