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Sorry
From pawns bathed in red
To those ever so green
To make it home from horrid grounds they tred
to tell tales of the horrors theyd seen
Cruelty beset amongst those who strode the path
For stolen from their journey and thrown down into the dreary depths
taken through the ways of wrath
where they first began their starting steps
Back to the glenn they march again
and the above the players laugh
They wonder just how long before it ends
As their odds ever stack
Yet all in all in the hell they trod
while things turn truly awry
to feel the presence of their wrathful gods
As they hear them say, Sorry