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There was nothing when I got there
Dust has shaken the windows
And bones were dancing upon the thrones of flies

Aye! If my eyes could see you through these fog
I would be the first to summon the winds
To summon the winds of yore

Will the light reach my eyes before they burn?
And I will fall
Eternally upon the woods I’ve always thought

Created by winds of dusk and dawn
Cleansed by the fire of the desert
Hear me as I call the night

Hear me because this is my last voice
And the roughness you’ll hear in the aftermath
Will be my roar, my soul wandering the night

In its form

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