“One quiet, dark sky night…
…Turn to a riot, sparked to imply a fight”
Lighting hit, aimed for the army of men
Fright lit, & the game of war began again
Screams of pain, sorrow & tears from war
Thoughts gleam of people slain, hearts tore
What for? A gold ocean with a tint of red
The mold & his devotion, just didn’t blend
In Thrall, this creature is cracking & breaking
Won’t fall, soldiers attacking, his body is aching
The blood soked layer of plains, broken remains
on the tall oak lay fragments of brains, a dark reign
A standing titan wicked and evil this recent upheaval
steeples crushed under the quaking pressure
from the monsterous aggressor pain his pleasure
posseser of the ultimate tresure vengful expertise
a death squeeze amongst the lands on thier knees
the soliders pray for the end of this dismay for a delay
of the decay the end of days world now fades grey
Truth
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