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Black Heals 💮....
When the sound echoes,
As the rise of the sun..
The war is now in the past,
The dice whispers,"It's done"..
Look at your armour and swords,
Look at all this shed of blood..
What's gone is lost,
Here my friends are lying...
As the rise of the sun..
The war is now in the past,
The dice whispers,"It's done"..
Look at your armour and swords,
Look at all this shed of blood..
What's gone is lost,
Here my friends are lying...
