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The Last Sigh

Lying on the open ground

watching the sky turn into black

dark starless night and cold breeze

touches your face

while you're dressed in red

the sand on the glass comes to it's end

Death is right close to you

Sharpening it's blade

so shine, that bright your empty deadly eyes

suffering and pain is what your sown on this land

now is time to ripe from the rotten tree of your fate

Living on the wonderland

believing the lies that you said to your self

mistaken freedom with debauchery

chains of rotten reality, sinking you down to the ground

Holding the sword by it's handle

you feel the power to bet, with destiny your fate

by tossing the coin that with time you have made

with no tails but two faces

and destiny has fate on it's side

Sands of time, on its final line

watching your life run through your eyes

powerless, on your last breath,

there is not time for redemption now.