The king is dead, The only trace left is red. The queen has gotten her kill, Her mind now completely ill. The castle weeps a hallow song, Missing what used to belong. The kingdom now in turmoil, So much blood spilt on it's soil. The mortals fight on and on, Only to find themselves under ground. The gods look down, And begin to frown. This is the world, Broken and unfurled. Darkness creeps in, Only to begin.
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