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In the darkness

Stars were crying

Illusions of a broken dreams

Were flying

Suffering in loneliness

They were dying

Rain of tears was spiling

Feeding the withered ground

Black birds were flying

Loyal to the crimson sun

I woke up and walked

Through the path of silver moonlight

Creating my own fate

I rule my own kingdom

I reach my own dreams

In eternal sky

And through the darkness

Where the old stars cryed