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Beneath a moon of ashen light

I walk where frozen shadows sleep

The world I knew had frozen silent

And buried truths lie far beneath

Ancient winds through barren forest

Carry voices without form

Whispering of things forgotten

Of promises forever torn

Every certainly becomes a question

Every answer turns to dust

The walls of faith begin collapsing

As hollow visions lose their trust

I watch the heavens slowly darken

While the stars abandon me

A thousand fragments of illusion

Drifting through eternity

Round and round the mind descends

Through corridors without an end

Thought becomes a twisted spiral

Where beginning meets its end

Forgotten gods upon the mountains

Stand beneath a dying sun