HOPE AND CHAOS

by: Amarantha Françoise Dyuaaxchs

Birth at hearth on earth's common
Evil calls for more to be won
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
So gone the moon and gone the sun.

Life is rife with strife and Cain
Destruction and creating pain
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
No more will be dead again.

Sick as ick from kicks and blows
For no one sees so no one knows
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
All to survive through the winds and snows.

Death's last breath is fret with lies
The world stumbles as it dies
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
A million wasted lives.

Yet the pet's set to survive
Anything can come alive
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
'Tis time now to take the dive.

A stick has wick, a bit of flame
The lord will court and win the dame
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
It's time now to play the game.

Come the one that's done to all
The everlasting glorious hall
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
Durai Lebaton, to life will you call.

Though life is rife with strife and Cain
Destruction and creating pain
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
No more will be dead again.

Death's last breath is fret with lies
Beguiled not be by any of her sighs
Hey! diddley-oh! diddley-oh! diddley-oh!
And now your sun will rise.



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