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Dying Flames

Suffocating through your power,

dying of absence of the will.

Being on the edge of every hour,

breaking the essence of my kill.

Flaming up the thoughts of reason,

making everything decay.

Breathe your mind under the pressure,

the Link to leave to disarray.

Seven people to remember,

three of them to reunite.

Stones of emerald illusions,

one of them the death will find.

Maybe it’s time you started running,

maybe it’s time you felt the pain.

Either way, flee or fighting,

Your mind is only mine to take.

Constantly dying to remember

what is which and who is what,

Only one thing left in circles,

your end is closer than the start.

It’s written on the walls around you,

the blood oath; weakness to your light.

Blood stains now seem to matter,

Didn’t they tell you, you should unite?