Visions of the Dark

When your will has been tackled again and again

And the flag of the soul is but ribbons in wind

“Rise Again!” they cry, “Rise Again!”

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And the stones of accusers flail the skin

Don’t wail your own dirge, spit out the blood and grin

“Rise Again!” they cry, “Rise Again!”

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Though they twist the meanings beginning to end 

Hopes are now bleak and virtues now sin

“Rise Again!” they cry, “Rise Again!”

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Chaos now risen about you might spin

And no chance to make pace and manage to win

“Rise Again!” they cry, “Rise Again!”

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They’re the voices that scream from deep down within

Scream through the ashes a cacophonous din

“Rise Again!” they cry, “Rise Again!”

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[The first pic is my drawing followed by AI art using my pic as a prompt.]