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As these bleak moments of nothingness, I depart from the decaying ash

I wander into the mists of darkness, it forms into nothing

Just as I come from the void, I return to it with arms embracing

The morning rises and I see the moor in the fog

I enter into the gates of a forgotten dream

Beneath the moor, beneath my soul

Breathe out the last, breathe in the first

My cold distance, a whisper tells me to come farther down

Hide from the light and you cannot be seen

Dwell in the dark and you cannot be heard

Die alone with only a dead whisper in your head

I awake, but all is wrong, all is gone

It was all around me, but I died to it

Come, we await you I hear

But nothing is there