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Years pass by

Without day, without night

Old and blind

Withering alive in a hell of my design

Gazing into myself

Spectres stalk the landscapes of my mind

Wilderness drags me into it’s thorned embrace

Piercing, tearing the fabric of my thoughts

Lost in the shadow of the dark peak

Withering alive

Paradise has fallen into the void

Where hope is a ghost and light is denied

The eulogy unspoken

Funeral pyre without flame

Constellations abandon the sky

As suffering breathes my name