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The war is imminent,
the signals of distress.
Fall from the tempest,
rain of disgrace.
The war is near,
I feel it through the earth,
I see it through my nightmares,
I smell it in the air.

It's the darkness, it's upon us.
We will fight, it's our destiny.

We are lost.

The last rain with ashes falls
in this land.
Infecting like a pest, sickening
our hearts.
The children are dying,
the elder are dead.
It was our rage the key of this hell.

The prophecy is coming true,
I feel the spell.

The evil of a witch will be
poison in our fates.
A bastard is now a king and
returned for his blood.
The army of the shadows
is the last crack of doom.

The war is imminent,
the signals of distress.
Falling from the tempest,
rain of disgrace.
The war is near,
I feel it through the earth,
I see it through my nightmares,
I smell it in the air.

It's the darkness, it's upon us.
We will fight, it's our destiny.

With the prophecy,
and the ashes,
and this war.
We are doomed.
We are doomed.

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