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A calm sought out
So raid the guild
Through faint alarm
Forging static
To the horde
Amiss the thrall
The rule at helm
To countdown
And hell's
Collecting heads
Omens awoke
In fiends of need
To remain forlorn
Residual horror
Begs for life
To no avail
Flesh is fortune
The flight is fortunate
A threat to severe
For satire and fault
Tapping the vein
From fear and fang
Detained in darkness
Stalking droves of aid
No new tale to tell
So strike for survival
Before the now comes crashing down
Appetites or indecisions
Will devour benediction
The last tick of a life long
Faith and disease
Has buried this town
In exhuming doom
Biding time
Assailants expound
In a birth of ruin
Bloodshed resumes
Unforgiving hunger sated
As hunters take their hits
A faction arose
The curse is granted
One to be the savior
Enforcing martyrdom
Now prey
No new tale to tell
So strike for survival
Before the now comes crashing down
Appetites or indecisions
Will devour benediction
The last tick of a life long lost
To cast down
And no way out
Are they as safe as they think they are?
They are not when they speak in swarms
Flesh is fortune
The flight is fortunate
A threat to severe
For satire and fault
Tapping the vein
From fear and fang
Detained in darkness
Stalking droves of aid
Perseverance
In persecution
Looms unforeseen
Avenge for exile
The gist to grave
At zero hours end
Stunned in sound
But they'll be back
HATA BİLDİR
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