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Paladin
The sky is as dark as the abyss,
As the earth begin to shake,
The sky becomes tinted with red,
As the dead begin to wake.
Slowly, they rise from their graves,
Awakened from a dark sleep,
They are searching for something,
An innocent that they can eat.
Then they notice him, a Paladin,
He’s at the ready, his sword in hand,
And he begins to fight,
The walking, the living, dead.
With each slash,
He gives his all,
Freeing innocent souls,
From evils call.
The Numbers have dwindled,
Victory is at hand,
And the paladin named Artix,
Has won yet again.
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