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The Hero of Knothole Glade
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Dark Legends
What happens when the sky grow darkAnd the rain of agony floods the land?
What happens when nothing is left
But a hero struggling to stand?
When darkness prevails
And the end draws nigh,
One must stand up
And fight until they die.
These are the days of darkness.
These are the days of tears.
Heroes stand up to fight
With a battle cry everyone hears.
So many may fall,
But few may rise.
These are the Dark Legends
Told through agonised cries.
When the days of war come,
A hero grabs his sword to fight.
With bravery he steps forward
Only to feed his corpse to the night.
Shields gleam by the sunlight
Only to decay with the body of its hero.
There is only moments left until
The population of heroes in zero.
Then a hero may rise,
With courage like none other.
So powerful, yet so humble.
His love is like that of a brother.
So many may fall,
But few may rise.
These are the Dark Legends
Told through agonised cries.
With courage mightier than
Any weapon formed against him,
The hero stands against anything
When circumstances are most grim.
In the darkness
There shines a light.
A light of hope and courage
That shines in the darkest night.
When nothing is left
There is nothing to lose.
In the darkest of these chaotic ages
Light is the only option we may choose.
So many may fall,
But few may rise.
These are the Dark Legends
Told through agonised cries.
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