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I am standing in the wilderness - looking up to the sky |
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I am thinking of the day - when I finally die |
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I can see my coffin burning - before my very eyes |
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I feel my soul slowly fade away - as I deeply sigh |
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Listen to my song of shadows - for my end |
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Oh, I will hail my destiny - my darkest friend |
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I am welcoming the tragedy - that will set me free |
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With my past, with my last elegy - inside of me |
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The wind doth weep, my eternal sleep, I am dying inside |
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The hopeless eyes, the mournful cries |
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The devoured light, I am rotting inside |
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I have no fear of death |
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The ravens are waiting for my final breath |
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The dignified death of which I am proud |
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Beneath the ebony cloud, I am shedding blood-tears |
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In my dream, I hear myself scream |
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Nothing to redeem, I am breeding my fear |
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Fear? what is to fear? Death isn't what I fear |
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How many days lie ahead of me? |
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Should I live with this dying body? |
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The shadow is slowly creeping |
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With awe inside as I'm sleeping |
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What a beautiful sight |
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I am listening to the silence - the unheard scream |
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I am losing my own past - in the darkest dream |
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Bleak is my mind, blind are my eyes - the internal death |
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Cold is my blood, as my misery - is put to an end |
