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They fear

The wolves gather to run

To hunt the herds now lost

Against the horizon

By the setting sun

Carrion birds flock

And they fear

The shadows growing long

The dusk is at the door

The evenfall upon

So seek shelter now

Soon the darkness beckons

When the shadows fall

Go! Run!

To where the fires still burn

Few and far are the heavens

This time we went wrong

Too deep, too far, gone

The remaining are few

Yet ever fewer we become

Rain falls unpoisoned

Roots strangle the abode

Of man forever fallen

Great trunks tower where once buildings of glass

And once more man fears the dark