Crisis
Alright its time for a new crisis
where the worst go against the nicest
its the battle of the never ending
the fiends are forever mending
sending new foes in every bout
and its the battle of the mouth
a new menace to deminish
at the finish of each sentence
The crisis draws nearer
and so does the two faced mirrior
your soul has been halved
and the good has been stabbed
its worst then you feared
this is one mission you won't clear
you can't figure the moral
even after all the battles you toil
and it foils your plans of success
now the crisis is over time to rest
The MODE
THe summoning of night and stars
as they glisten from a far
then the cold air sets in
the arctic air is from the earths end
first a drop of sparkling water
then a fleet that causes a slaughter
Next you know its the perfect mode
all stress was dropped off in one load
you become one with natures
just the smell of the winter vapors
soothes the soul till you sleep
the best rest you'll ever need
you wake up and you see the world
but its different its in a whirl
your finite eyes now are infinite
you realize you were sent for it
THE BATTLE
Darkness surounds and light surrenders
the world forgets good and becomes sinners
now we got the enigma force
riding in on their White horse
there the seraph of the new age
come to fight lucifer the dark mage
infectin the minds of people
writing events to make the Bible's Sequel
Revalations is coming real soon
like when the sun sets and out comes the moon
Then the clash of the titans
light wins and the world is enlighten
even after all the fightin
world comes together with writin
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