darkness falling through the cracks.
now I begin to feel the warmth on my back.
the light is burning through the very trees.
everything comes to end in wake of its fiery breeze.
Only the strength of the sword will stop this world from ending.
I am forced to attack after spending my entire life defending.
Evil came in so many forms how was I to know,
that she was the carrier with arrow and bow.
No matter what happens next, she must fall,
fighting the light from insider her, the oncoming squall.
I drive my blade downward, a final rest upon this mountain top,
it is not within the capacity of my heart to watch her drop.
Faced with this decision, chosen to ignore fate, dooming us all,
it comes to one last sacrifice, the world must die for my love.
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