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Darkness is falling the valley of the dead | Where death and beauty are wielding

The light of the moon is reflecting in the water | Where sparkling faries are playing the hymn of night

Dark guises of dead glide smoothly on their way to eternity | But the light which is leading them darkens by the black throne

Which is keeping them imprisoned in the night | And never again they will see the beauty

Which is showing her face in the light of day | For dawn is on its way and it’s too late

The morning shapes are trapped in eternity | In the light of the dark | In the valley of the dead