crescendo.

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A monster not hidden by shadow or myth

Normalizing the greatest of sins

Tearing down castles and breaking gold wings

At this game the world wins

Stars that shimmer don't hold the answers

A pale round moon only serves as hope to a fool

The weight of thousand unshed tears become the ingredients of her daily bread

She saw your smile

And the infant became the warrior who took the dragon's head

Although the world breathed fire

The heat searing, eating away at all her dreams and desires

Your laugh brought light to her dark corner

So she stood tall and she stood brave

Knowing full well that your love shield her

She let the flames of the world take her