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Only blood shed can wash away their transgression One person has to be chosen |
| Unconditional Love All the ounces of mercy had been drained Only blood shed can wash away their transgression One person has to be chosen From the twelve. The guards are waiting Sadly they all stared at their feet Except for the youngest. The least acknowledged. Time is running out Someone has to be chosen The one that will sacrifice to be burnt at the stake Silence fills the room “I will die for you guys.” The voice was young and confident They turned to youngest and he smiled The guard led him outside to take the place of his brothers |