The Prophecy

Crimson blades pierce the night
Searching for forgotten plight
Hidden feelings pass all by
Running rampant throughout time
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All hope lost to scared depression
All love hurts to some succession
To feel what was lost
And overcome pain
Is the ultimate key to personal gain
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Enemies flourish in the shadows of night
Hiding and waiting till the moment is right
Remain in the darkness or follow the truth
But never forget the choice lies with you