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Revelation

Creeping through the torchlight
Still reeling from the chase
All my strength and courage disappear
My fingers start to tremble and heart begins to race
As up ahead the ugly beast appears

The knave

...and then he spoke to me...

Forward moves the ghost of time
Though quips of many scathe
The tongues benign speak so unkind
And mantle me the knave
The scars I bear were forged from
Art more cunning than the blade
But knowledge is the chain that binds
My life here to this glade

Now you stand here you rode in on your pride
The haze of the night has been mine
Questions were ne'er put to test
And your fairness was blind
Help is the reason you've come here alone
With you I can know just release
Those men you led here will render
Our souls piece by piece

Who? Do believe, what? Was I deceived, where?
Should I turn and run?
Why? Too much for me, how? Stupidity, which?
The truth comes from one...

One...

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