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This is the hand that will blind your eyes and split your spine This is the blade thatll visit your flesh and release the wine You play with toys that have course and you hear how the chaos moves near I play with razors and it hurts, it hurts As you invite your fears So face the chaos and Ill teach you about fire in the blink of an eye The worlds collide and you know its the dagger that I hide Run! You run for the borders where epistles burn in the arms of man Run! You run among bodies and they scream, they scream to bite Gods hand When the dark does what the dark does best, Its darkness! Let the dark do what the dark does best, Let there be darkness! When the light does what light does best, It's the heaven! Let the light do what the light does best, Let there be heaven! Let the halfling do what halfling does best, there will be chaos! Risa's Limerick Upon one dark and dreary evening The lonely Risa was aggrievening. Her brother waited by the gate, Despite the fact that it was late And he thought she was him deceiving. Kalerin's Love O once upon the darkest span time A scribe named Kalerin fell deep in love, And showered down his most exquisite rhyme On Candra, Knight of Valour, his sweet dove. Despite the war with Mystics and the fell, They loved each other with two steadfast hearts And on the war they wisely did not dwell, Until poor Candra from the scribe did part. She died in battle fighting for the light, And ne'er returned to her dear Herald's sight. |
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