Echoes of the Forsaken

• In the cradle of a dark prophecy,  
  Where the echoes of the past collide,  
  Endless war rages on eternally,  
  With the light of hope forever denied.  
  
  Writhing shadows stretch across the dawn,  
  An unchained beast awakens from the night,  
  With a howl that pierces like a lightning strike,  
  Instilling fear with its fearless might.  
  
  Whispers in the wind tell tales of despair,  
  As the ground trembles under blood-soaked skies,  
  War drums thundering, a grim affair,  
  Beneath the endless screams, a kingdom dies.  
  
  Unyielding spirits rise, defiance ignites,  
  In the depth of chaos, a spark of light,  
  Carving paths through the blinding storm,  
  With an eternal scream that breaks the norm.  
  
  The fury of the fallen, forever they roam,  
  Searching for solace in the silence of night,  
  Yet their shadows dance in the heart of the dome,  
  A testament to the fire of an undying fight.  
  
  So when darkness claims your weary soul,  
  Remember the warriors who fought through the fray,  
  In every scar is a tale left whole,  
  For the echoes of the forsaken lead the way.

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Dark prophecy, Endless war, Writhing shadows, Unchained beast, Lightning strikes, Fearless might, Eternal scream