Last sunset,
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I'll walk from the pit to forgotten valley.
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As I light the black candle,
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silently wolves are crying their sorrow.
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I enter myself -
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here the sun no longer rises
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I search myself -
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spiritless from the cryptic storm
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I can hear the symphony,
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sad songs of the dying ones.
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I can hear the symphony,
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symphony of the dying swans.
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In darkened copse,
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are whispering shadows.
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From the blackened forest,
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reflecting my time.
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From the depth of the twilight
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she could see me come.
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To walk the endless path alone...
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Forever I'll fade under the frozen moon.
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The candle has burned.
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I WAS NEVER HERE!
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Last Sunset
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| Whispering Forest |
