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See The Ruiner Take Flight

Once again the night descends from above with a ferocious snarl,

Thunder claps its hands together with great applause,

Separation of the head from the shoulders lies in the limp neck,

A sword wielded by a weakling casts trepidation over the fight,

But the mirror shows the hidden beast that lies beneath the flesh,

A demon of unimaginable strength pulls the strings of mankind,

Fear the future,

Run from the past,

But know this fair one as the silver falls down,

The could haves and have beens are nothing but memories and tall tales compared to the here,

and the now…

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