New world Rise
Outside the sun shines, Inside it is darkThe fires gone out, left a simmering spark
time is running short with nothing left to burn
It is now passing time for darkness turn
The pure evil insanities collide
from darker shadows left inside
The moonchild try's inturn to stay awake
For her focus is about to break
As even the last burning flicker
Tastes her soul of blood much thicker
the sun outside is slowly being eaten
But this new world rise its slowly beaten
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