When the last Druid has gone away.
The Sun shall not Rise or Set in the day.
Moon shall not pull the tides of the bay.
Life will burn and Freeze in perpetual Night and Day.
The Sidhe shall never again glide down the Ley.
At last the Old Curse is done when there is no True Druid left to hold it a bay.
No one will pray For there will never be another Day.
Moon will have Set
Tower of Babel be long gone.
I am one once again and we shall not come back for Skin.
TDK
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