I am a being of darkness,

Born to live in a world of light.

I am the deathless,

I know more then what I am.

I am the strong,

I walk a thin line between what is right and wrong.

I saw myself die,

Then being reborn.

A war torn world ravages the lands,

The wastes of ourselves,

Our thoughts and everything wrong,

I live in a land filled with the remains of the dead,

But the life I have is nothing more than a trap.

I am the darkness that wakes the sleeping sun,

I am the only one who can sway the night away.

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