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The Breese Of Dark Sorrow

standing high at the dying sun

southern breeze rules the moment

i stare at the plain

the quiet plain...

it stands, ignorant

not knowing about my sadness

my rage...

my lust for revenge

they kill my life

as my heart got dark

i'm proud of being alone

standing in the hill

now i'm ascending

to the throne...

darkness is my home

away from all...

they don't know...

no...

they will suffer...

bleed...

this plain of sorrow

and his quiet breeze

they will know finally...

my revenge will come...

and it will storm heaven and hell

still i will stand alone

still i will stand in the darkness

still the sadness

still the memories

and emptiness...

as one with the night

the breezein gone

now is the time

i must go...