Flash of green, sparks of red
Light the sky, cast shadows on the dead
Shuddering earth, shattering glass
The time of war is finally coming to pass
A shaky hand, a wary mind
A steady heart is easy to find
Boy turned man
Cursed to live
Flash of green that hit twice
Man turned monster
Cursed to die
Seven parts that aren’t so nice
Wand of legends long foretold
No longer wishes to sit in his hold
Cracks appear where once was whole
Final piece of the broken soul
Moment of regret, instant of fear
Lost is the thing he most holds dear
As death reached out to reclaim
He leaves this world feeling no bit of shame
Wonderful boy, he survived again
Brave man, they cannot complain
The battle won, the evil eliminated
This moment that all anticipated
For when the dust settles
And everything calms
In the morning sun shall stand
The chosen one
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