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Into the breath of death

I smell the fear of men

Into the harms of void

I found the sinister seal

Lost in the desert of doom

Here with no grace to beg

With our misery and grief

For the time is over

Sand spills out the glass

Like blood from open wound

Into this broken mirror

I see just an empty soul

Dust and sand

The edge of time

Night is coming

And we are doomed

Now along the desert of time

Where life and death merge

I yearn for a new enlightment

A revenge that will never come

Wind of chaos sweep away the sands

And the tides, the seasons are nomore

The mountains are collapsing

Over the forests in flames

For time is over