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A pale girl
Collects the last thorny
Roses in a gloomy black
Valley where the souls of dark fellows
Dive through sticky mists
And scream for release
But she waits in vain
Time runs like her dark blood
Slow and sluggish but unstoppable
But she waits in vain
And their hopeless cries fall silent
Silence penetrates the souls
Torn open by the thorns
Their blood drips onto parched earth
Like the wax of a dying candle
Waiting for the flow of air that wipes her out
But she waits in vain
Time runs like her dark blood
Slow and sluggish but unstoppable
But she waits in vain
>And their hopeless cries fall silent
Silence penetrates the souls
The last ray of light goes out
To never rise again
Cold and dark darkness
Slowly fill the valley
But she waits in vain
Time runs like her dark blood
Slow and sluggish but unstoppable
But she waits in vain
And her hopeless cry falls silent
Silence penetrates the souls