The Scarlet Demon

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Darkness
Bleeds into thy lands
Sorrow and
Anger rule
Every self souls turn
Black
When killed

The poor souls
Trapped unto death
Red
Red blood spills
Creating an ocean
Of death

Slaves
In chains deadly with spikes
Thy land turns into hell
Soon nothing remains than an ocean of
Blood and sorrow
Nothing stops this

Unless,
A hero
A miracle
Would have to emerge to save
The souls trapped

The only
Knowledge
Of this mysterious
killer is
Hair
Hair darker than the blood that stained
The earth
Lips
Lips red
That shame the red, red rose
A voice
A voice that kills all who hear it
Her name
The Scarlet Demon

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