I sit and watch you, you follow me, as I walk this place. The place we walk after the hourglass, what lurks beyond is unbeknownst to me.
You bleed, it's not your time. I keep your possession as my own, for maybe it's just as precious... as the sphere in the gloom.
The Face of Terror in the sky, her desire is beautiful, it's always there, you're still around, but I don't know where.
You were both the same, you're just like what hovers beyond the gloom.

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