Out of touch, one to another
Visions are retold
Fixed time waxing old
Days slip away, vanishing in mist
Covering our eyes, precious moments are missed
Spirits born cold, hatred thrives
Fractured hearts and shattered lives
Emerging from ill depths, lethal shadows
Dead roam the earth
Preying e’er in search
Souls to devour
Each minute of any hour
Faithful colts stand tall
Freed from the thrall
Truth tis revealed
Incaration is sealed
Look towards the light
Heavens shining bright
Anon's Register 
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