Chapter 15
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They always knew he’d be a soldier
It was written in his fate
That he’d march across the Edens
And remember how to hate
In his hand he held the scepter
And at his back he felt the rake
Of the serpent who remembered
What it meant to take
At his feet lay the minions
Leery of their fate
Among them stood a soldier
With it written in her fate
That she’d stand among the ruins
And remember how to take
With her hands she sought the scepter
And at her back she felt the rake
Of a people who remembered
What it was to hate
It was written in his fate
That he’d march across the Edens
And remember how to hate
In his hand he held the scepter
And at his back he felt the rake
Of the serpent who remembered
What it meant to take
At his feet lay the minions
Leery of their fate
Among them stood a soldier
With it written in her fate
That she’d stand among the ruins
And remember how to take
With her hands she sought the scepter
And at her back she felt the rake
Of a people who remembered
What it was to hate
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