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Walking down this narrow road
This crumbling path of fate
For what is left anymore
But the dark, the fear, the pain, a vale of sores

The Crows seek their prey
Upon this crumbling soul
For what is left anymore
But the void, the wrath, the gloom, shadows of past

I behold the darkling ways
And shatter the clinging past
Until the night will fade
Until the morning's blaze

I walk these gutters of woe
As long as my blood still flows
As long as the darkness stays
Until the flaming light of day

Burning down the ways I took
Leaving it all behind
For what is left in me
Is the black, the doom, the ire, the sting of sores

And yet the cold lingers
Inside this wounded shell
For what is left for me
Is to crawl, to creep, to rage, killing the past

I neither seek deliverance nor salvation from this trail
I neither seek oblivion nor ruination of this vale
In the dark I make my way

For this is the path I chose
This crumbling path of mine

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