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when the day turns to red

the rays of the sun

warm a fraction of her bowing head

gloom and easy prey

the lack of connection

trust fades away

clinging to a false redemption

clinging to a false redemption

the light of a burning flame

strikes the heart of the ones

enough to clad the gargoyle that is shame

creating extinction

the road of the dead man

emotions detach

the mind surrenders

to the infection

clinging to a false redemption

depart for all is lost

the chosen expires

and feeble life tires

depart all is lost

and all shall turn

to dust

run flee from the fires

the pain life requires

depart all is lost

and love will transpire

and all shall turn

to dust

pieces, shapes

figures depraved

pleasure unnoticed

the gate closed again

the fever inside

searches for relief