This Time of Three
Where upon this time of three,
There stand those things to be.
The shadow rises from the depths afar,
To rape and pillage and kill and mar.
And those who fight, who die and bleed,
They cannot stop this charge the dark one leads.
There is no one left to fight now,
There is no one left in sight now.
Who can fight in this time need,
When there are none to fight and bleed.
Though with each tick time doth flows,
With each breeze that the wind doth blows.
The one he comes to save us all,
The dragon, dare he not fall.
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