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Crying to the dark and the clouds of my day
Leaving my mark on the shroud of decay
Calling to the gods who fight me this way
Hoping they'll not take my last light away
Try to make peace with the words that you say
Cry and cease this absurd shade of grey
Live to be free of this emotional sway
Give un to me your devotional dismay
Stand at the end of the world I pray
Hand of a hero who hurled you astray
Desires from my heart that I can not convey
Fires from afar that I will not betray.
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