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Corrupted Guardians
Corrupted Guardians
The cries of pain, echo the strain
That lies beneath the surface.
It can’t be cured, it’s not the same
For happiness discerned us.
Whatever comes, please bring the pain,
We wish for your deliverance.
This darkness binds the hearts of men,
Within this tested group of ten.
The cure that hides cannot be found,
Above the trees nor in the ground.
This flails us, it is uncouth,
We only seek our desperate truth.
Will we live eternally,
Stormed by our catastrophe?
Or will we break the chains that bond,
The death in life,
That comes with dawn.
We stop our chant,
Our insane rant,
The disease has come once more.
The demons scream,
Within our ear,
Chants of horrors all would fear.
What we do or what we say,
Does not stop, they do not fray.
The infestation is within,
The darkness binds myself and kin,
We shall not continue,
We cannot win.
They command we tell you now,
You shall die, and we know how.
This fiend that breeds within us now,
Will help destroy you, that is how.
Relinquish hope,
We are your fate,
You cannot cope.
Any suggestions or comments are welcomed.
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