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The Marked Ones

The Marked Ones

 

Icicles stab like swords through my heart,

Enemies terrorize my mind,

Sanity slipping from the whole and the parts,

Time is elapsing,

Panic starts,

 

The dream of salvation is lost in the storm,

Ugly dark angels beg to be born,

Uncage the black beast,

Unholiest sworn,

 

Warriors come running from distant lands,

Strength and composure ripp...

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