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The quiet one
Shy, withdrawn
Yet with so much inside

The obedient servant
The poor, weak child
Not ready to choose a path alone

Your mortal eyes
Only show you
What you wish them to

But deep down
In the dark
The monster rears its head

Anger the creator
Lies once its guard
But now crumbled before truth

The avenger
The fallen angel
No longer a child's fantasy

The day has come
The sword is drawn
Come, see the rebirth

As innocence fades
Courage grows
The mists over the path lift

Beyond the horizon
The promised land
Calling, so far yet so near

Guided by faith
Driven on by desire
Past sacrifices to be reclaimed

Lost dreams
Hopes snatched
Tears for what might have been

Angel of night
Avenger
With sword drawn and axe raised

As the gates open
Unto a land of dreams
So too shall the angel wake

See them then
The children of fools
In the hour of judgement

Fires will rage
Blood stain the earth
As axe and sword do their work

And high on the hill
Stands the victor
As the bright new age dawns

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