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Walk with me

Follow my lead

To our graves

Wondering

How the skies

Turned red

Rivers stained

By the bloodshed

The letargy...

Deepest dreams

A sword buried

A sheepskin

Shows life passing

Now you'll see

Past and future

Clairvoyance

Gained with fire

The letargy

Is coming to an end

We'll trascend it

When we end our

Existence