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When you lose your will,

does your fire die?

The snow of reality

will surely kill your flame

Let me fall into a burning

pit of embers painting night.

Follow ashes dancing slowly

in the winter's dimming light.

As I feel the breath of darkness,

I’m trying not to remember

how this life's so cold and hollow

like the death call of December

Find your shelter

Dark and hollow

Enlighten it with inner fire

Escape the sorrow

Falling leaves are calling out

to sing up to the waning moon,

Their intentions diabolic:

overshadowing Her groom.

Morning heat will not return to me

from stoic greying skies.

A living fire burns until…

Until it snows and then it dies…

As all light will fade

Darkness will come

Bringing the pain to you…

When nothing remains

All hope is gone

Taking away the dew…

Beside the dying fire

My hope is lost

Inside my putrid soul

No light, but ire

As all light will fade

Darkness will come

Bringing the pain to you…

When nothing remains

All hope is gone

Taking away the dew…