The Prophecy

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When death arises
And hardships lie
From death to life
A darkness lurks

Through the mud
And through the rain,
Stains, of blood

Of creatures untamed,
And as wills break,
Hope will shatter,
And shake the earth

When hope is high
But hardships lie
From darkness to light
A candle burns bright

Through the grass
And through the sea
As Hope will rain
To a new dawn.

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