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Standing in a falling haze

Fading, my candle melts

The Sailor has no token for me

I will rot forever in fire

And the stars judge your soul

A molten figure of foolishness

Could I accept the fate I face

A dream I dreamt became my disgrace

My trial has reached to its end

And now I know the true face of death

His life became a tragedy

A story to echo in eternity

A tale to be told by dreamers

Singing the sad songs of agony