Chris Ryker's Sandbox

From the mist
A shadow taking form
A force that none can resist
The oncoming storm, insisting we transform.

From the mist
We shall begin taking form
A show of force we will preform
They shall cease to exist.

From the mist
An army has come to assist and resist
Show of force we have preformed
Bodies in a twist
To the horizon, back into the mist, never to reform.

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