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Once again in the distance, the darkness arrives

The Setting Sun bids the farewell

Say goodbye as the darkness surrounds

Ambitions lost, I can feel the darkness growing its influence

It seeks to claim my pride without facing any resistance

The Setting Sun signaling lost opportunity

I feel the cycle of twilight ahead

They attempt to blanket me with their melancholic gaze

A peculiar comfort to give to one who feels defeated

Ambitions lost can feel the darkness growing its influence

It seeks to claim my pride without facing any resistance

As dust enters I can feel the coming twilight begin to settle

It looks to me as though I have become familiar

One that they can call their own

Here I stand against the brutality of the unconscious

Flow of time as it marches onward

In continuous, aimless motion never conscious to

Sympathize for a struggling, tired hand

I must travel past the permenting darkness

Without the presence of the sun to guide and shelter

In order to escape this gloomy fate,

Rise to the occasion

And push beyond the trials of this soul derivating doubt

As I brave the steps walking the faded line of obscurity

I pray that I have the courrage to continue this passage forward

As dusk enters I can feel the coming twilight begin to settle

It looks to me as though become familiar

One that they can call their own

Here I stand against the brutality of the unconscious

Flow of time as it marches onward

In continuous, aimless motion never conscious to

Sympathize for a struggling, tired hand

I must travel past the permenting darkness

Without the presence of the sun to guide and shelter

In order to escape this gloomy fate,

Rise to the occasion

And push beyond the trials of this soul derivating doubt

The Setting Sun leaving me to overcome this Wandering Twilight

Overcome