New Dawn

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Breaking bones can be heard over the banter of maniacs
Leaving subtle stains upon the ears of saints and sinners

Throwing torrents of chaos into the corrupted currents
Of existence and extinction
Between heaven and hell

Horns of bloody battle echo through canyons and chasms
Rifts of righteous oblivion torn into the trampled land

Moments slow as mountains crack and crumble
Causing death and doom among the rubble and ruin

A golden glow from over the horizon grows to grasp the
Fruitless fighting inside a field of faith and white light

Dawning on the demise of our withering world this grand light graces the remnants and ruins

Raising the restless spirits and the eyes of everyone upon a future of unity in which we all merge into one



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