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The Sound of Night
I awoke in a cold sweat,
On that frigid, unholy night,
For He has spoken to me
The Sound of Night,
Though He did not use words,
I understood His might
Bellowed from a place without light.
Echoes of Darkness pulsated,
Surged within my head,
Screams from the Void,
The sound of the Dead!
His message of dread was clear:
"Grip your foes with fear,
Show them their end is...
Friday 27th June 2014 8:07 am
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