Wickedness withers without.
In this season so grievous, wailing in silence, wanton violence, Show me your defiance.
Every death bolsters non-compliance.
No evil shall pass! its penance, the line of its blood dragged through the grass.
Without a body yet in mass, it withers at the mere sight of such cosmic light.
To all the meek meeps delight. My children emboldened at its withdrawal
The power to empathize enthralls through them all.
Your place here is denied daemon! All the screams and cries I hear are not out of fear.
No they herold the celebration dismantling machinations.
I will not go to blows and I will not stand down.
Unicorn Queen Najin bestowed upon me his crown.
Her love for the lost ancestral souls beckons across etheric lands.
Charge in the name of truth, trample out injustice, protect all who stand.
Make no mistake, those oppose me will shake.
In the gaze of Glory's Grace and centrifuge.
Command the Earth's majesty I have imbued.
Swallow up the vile sickness that corrupts.
Submit, choose compassion, or suffer.
The fate of usher.
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