A Night From Forever
It rises, the moon,
On the bleakest night of all
The sun shall set soon,
Then begins the fall
The fall of all things great,
Of mankind's first step
Much awaited by fate,
Through hate's heated net
And so shall it be!
Let it come, let them fall
When darkness is free,
Only evil may call
Yet, just a lifetime later,
Pink-purple crowds the sky
For light is ever greater,
Than poison-tipped lies
Hope rides the swift rivers,
Warmth reaches the peak
Faith no longer shivers,
Now hatred is weak
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