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Wither has gone the sun?
Where are the stars to light my way?

These winds cry a mournful tale
Speaking of unutterable loss
Blight has fallen upon these lands
And I am a failed god
In this kingdom of dust and ash

With heavy heart I walk
Amidst a throng of broken memories
Thought has quenched the light
And I carve my grief in every stone
In every dead tree

Whence has come this sickness?
Where is the flame that burned so bright?

A grave for every hope that died
A name for each star that fell
Only tragedy begets greatness
And this world runs deep with despair
But there are none with whom to suffer it
Only these monuments remain
And I, bearing the weight of eternity

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