Hologram Night, Blood Summer Murder.
The blight, the night,
Calls of the light, hearts of the right,
Killing our lies, Eating our mind;
In life, in death.
Inverted callings, winding me apart.
Orienting souls, devouring shells.
My commitment to victory is absolute.
Yet it is no guarantee that I will win.
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