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Waves of golden light erupt in the west

Sky-bound flame in streaks of amber

Crimson scars as Helios dies

His blood in reddened strokes that bring the night

Voices of the past are now but echoes

In this funeral for dreams long lost in the past

The fires that once burned bright

Have fallen into glowing ash

Feel the stir within the soul at nightfall

As the molten sky becomes a burning pall

The memory of mirth within the hall

Companion before the fall

Open the gates to the past

Channel the power of the stars