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No more pulse within me

Laid down in fire

Marking down the passing

I am charring in the flames

Cremation of this night

Pile of ash, grey and whit

Cremation of this night

Burning flames, burning bright

God won't pass a glace

And the devil has turned away

Heavens gates are closed

And the flames of hell rejected me

Trapped within a plain

Feeling sorrow, agony, and pain

The burial has passed

All have wished farewell

Yet here I stand

A specter, a ghost

I can't cast a shadow

Am I even truly here

There is no guiding light

No one here, can't reunite

There is no guiding light

Only shadows, only spite

God won't pass a glace

And the devil has turned away

Heavens gates are closed

And the flames of hell rejected me

Trapped within a plain

Feeling sorrow, agony, and pain

Here I stand

Stuck inside the dream

No waking moment aggravating me

I'm just a ghost, a phantom here

Within a dream