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Dark Times
The sky is weeping tears of blood; Red rain falls and rivers flood. Oceans scorch, filled with flame; The
wind is searching, a soul to claim. Chimes are sounding, ringing clear; People hide and cringe with fear. Murmurs
rise of death and hate; Humans forsaken face their fate. The earth trembles and mountains fall; Evil whispers, destroying
all. Souls are stolen, the Keeper grins; The die is cast and no-one wins...
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