Days
of faith has lost
Give
birth to ghost
Crimson
skies that last
Deals
echoes of past
Cursed
hands broken
Hide
tales unspoken
Uncertain
emotions
Mix
well in potions
Drink
with one breath
To
be one with death
Heart
pounding fast
Ready
to make a blast
Only
to fall out of time
Trapped
in your crime
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