The dying moon of Zonthra

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Everymoon shown bright

Ararity of sight 

Decadessince such a night

Thereason for gave us the fright

Thewall approached so fast

Oursuns life is now past

coldness fell after the blast

Frozenare those in the wrong caste.

momentsnow are all we wait

aswe embrace my final fate

Whenwe found out we were fool of hate

asthe horde stormed the gate

mostof them wanted to know why

exactlywhy they had to die

allthey could do was look to the sky

andrealize what was coming by

SoI sit in my cavern alone

withonly a reactor to call my own

formy sins I wait to atone

byme freezing to the bone

Allthe others I locked out

hittingthe lock I was fool of doubt

Justlet us in they began to shout

Thenin seconds they froze throughout

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