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The sun turned black

Through the shades of gray

I see your face, smile above my grave

Like jackals howling to the moon

Deliverance the doom of thee...

Save us from tragedy

The future is not to be

Like thousands years of pain

There is nothing to remain

Save us from tragedy

The future is not to be

And death will come so sweet

There is nothing to be seen

Our hearts turned black

Through the pass of time

Religion faded our God defy

For me a gift of torturing

Our misery is here to stay

Forever the candle burns hot

The wind is too strong for the

Flame to hold on

A tear dropped from the

Mourning skies

...And only death left to find

...And only death left for us