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Darkness falls, drawing shades of frightful shapes

Smothering your grace from its blackened womb

Wasting your light among scattered swarms of fireflies

Into this lonely realm, the murk devour your scarce hope

Facing your own shadows, you hide from your fears

All alone, amid shadows of dread that swallows you

You gaze the weak light-trails that surround you

Your life is sinking in its entrails

Your triumphs go away like winters defeated

The old empty words are dispersed by the wind

Entrenched behind of silent walls

Glimmers of hope covered by dust, lit by the flame of a dim light

Into this lonely realm, the murk devour your scarce hope

Facing your own shadows, you hide from your fears

In this gloomy room of sheer loneliness

Your demons haunt you forever (forever)

You can’t remember when this eon of shades began

Nor when your life began to be

Mere remnants of scattered lights

Distorted images of broken mirrors

Silently, you rock at the edge of this abyss

In the seclusion of your solitary fortress

Just one step to fall in the black womb of light