The light will fade in this day of sorrow.
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A black candle shines before my eyes.
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My thoughts are lonely and empty.
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Tired I stare into the burning bright flame.
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All light will cease. It's just a matter of time.
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The day, the candle, the sun and the stars.
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The dying is waiting for the fall.
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The dying will leave the world without a hope in the
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blackest dawn.
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I drift away into the flame.
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The candle is burning weaker.
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Now it's almost gone and I meet the fear that I've hidden
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from.
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The ashes of torture fills the ground.
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A blood red sky has turned to black.
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Like everything will.
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The dying is waiting for the fall.
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The dying will leave the world without a hope in the
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blackest dawn.
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The Dying
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| Bay Laurel |
