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Phantoms of my grief are merging into one
Black figure of decay, which haunts my fate.
Crystal field is cleaving with a sonorous toll
And I behold the erthwhile beauty.

Herald of despair! Lead my restless soul
To the tower of doom and shrine of grey.
Traces are long lost to that forlorn and dreadful hall,
I am nothing but
I am ready to embrace the endless fall.

Lost in whispers
Of wretched souls.
A fragile warmth of mine
Can't withstand this torment.

Lost in ravenous
Aching cold.
Dwindling light is
Where my demise dwells.

I saw what I desired.
The scythe of dark reap the trace.
Paralyzed by this mesmerising sight
I am now guided by immortal stars eternally.

Phantoms of my grief are merging into one
Black figure of decay, which haunts my fate.
Crystal field is cleaving with a sonorous toll
And I behold the erthwhile beauty.

Herald of despair! Lead my restless soul
To the tower of doom and shrine of grey.
Traces are long lost to that forlorn and dreadful hall,
I am nothing but
I am ready to embrace the endless fall.

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