Hidden Path
A sobbing stillness overtakes the mind
The echoes of happiness far from view
People wander, and on their path they find
Cages which horrors have broken through
On this gruesome plane of torture and death
Lies the heart of darkness, one man’s true test
An arduous task assigned with final breath
Until complete, those who dream shall not rest
To those who wander this dark, winding path
Beware the horrors that the dark unfolds
A god who applies to the earth his wrath
Builds upon this dark land an evil stronghold
A challenge awaits those who seek the light
A hero rises to save worlds from blight
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