You came on like the rush of wind
Making my lungs explode, or glare of sun
Too blinding, so awesome to behold
Should I hide from you or wildly run
When I know nothing can be as glorious
Than to be notorious caught in your arms...
I am day and you are the darkest night
Coming together should there be an eclipse
Should we clash asunder or should we cleave
I have seen your talons displayed in splendor
You are a beast to be sure but I am Nemesis
Make one false move, cut your head I surely would...
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