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Is this scourge but a dream

Frozen in time

In the silence left behind

An ending to the strife

Dissent resolves upon ash and bone

The night grows long

And grave darkness draws me near

The night grows long

And grave darkness draws me near

Before all is turned to dust

Beneath a bemoaning moonlit sky

Restful nothingness beckons me in

Beckons me in

So follows beauty, suffering, and life

All things must end

So is this oblivion?

Before all turns to dust

My throne to build, upon ash and bone

All shall return to the earth

All things must end

Before all is turned to dust

Beneath a woeful moonlit sky

Restful nothingness beckons me in

So follows beauty, suffering, and light

A moment to rest

And so I find peace in this world

Bereft of my light

An immortal shadow

Is this scourge but a dream?

Frozen in time

Broken reality

In the silence left behind

An ending to the strife

Dissent resolves upon ash and bone

The night grows long

And grave darkness draws me near

Black beckons me in

So follows beauty, suffering, and life

All things must end

So is this oblivion?