all darkest fears are woken up
as life is passing away
each simple breath, so great so fresh
now has the ultimate price
to hold the curtain and pain to stop
and any chance to take
all gods and angels, delusional
merciful as it should be

in clouds of smoke
in nightly peaceful sky
the light, the hope
the aim, the trace unknown...

hold...wait...
not now...hold end...

in clouds of smoke
in nightly peaceful sky
the light, the hope
the aim, the trace unknown
in feeble flame
in ocean deep and vast
a sign to find
and so be calm to go

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