Cast your head toward the sky,
Black clouds loom lurking by,
Rend our defenses completely senseless,
A storm of swords has swerved off course,
Chaos unravel the threads of time,
Winding down the breaking line,
The more you fight the more it constricts,
Choking the essence and all betwixt,
Eyes go wide as the blade descends,
Harking heavy to cleanse our sins,
A mortal wound that is well deserved,
Unnerve the riddles the jester curved,
Wrapped around a finger all hopes decay,
Wasted the effort the cause fell astray,
Wash away the poison lest allow betray,
Sire the bringer of death today,
For my sword can't fight this unseen phantom,
The invincible threat stands our faith abandon
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