A/N
Few liabilities here, in that although the Scourge is the common enemy of the Alliance and Horde, recent events have demonstrated that doesn't necessarily make them friends. Meh. That's the Christmas Spirit for you.
Downfall
The Lich King is withered,
His spirit has crumbled,
His armour is shivered,
The Scourge has been humbled.
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Frostmourne is rusted,
The Frozen Throne perished.
Northrend entrusted,
To those it shall cherish.
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Here grass is growing,
And children are swinging.
Rivers are flowing,
Comrades are singing.
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The stars are far brighter,
Their light beyond measure.
Elune is far whiter,
Her blessings are treasured.
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The Light is still shining,
The Spirits are roaming.
The dwarves are still mining,
The seas are still foaming.
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So where are we going?
What of those still returning?
Harmony's flowing,
Oil lamps burning.
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With amenities laden,
There's no need to be dreary.
Our races' maidens,
Shall welcome the weary.
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From the Scourge's plague,
We have been released.
So it's time that we made,
A world of true peace.