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Where does this time end?
Where does this beaten road lead?
Back into the endless cycle
The future is blackened.

Dreams suffocating under the weight of lies
Pluck the eyes from the seer
If things must continue
Then continue on with the lies

Searching, searching for reason
Barely more than an animal
Scrabbling for a grasp on hope
Left at the mercy of the changes in season

Hope fails, at death's hands
Time slips by along with the shifting sands
Grains in a bottomless hourglass
Abandoned to the Abyss by all

Dead to the world
Burnt in the pyre
Left to nothing but the ash
The future is blackened

Eternity cut short
Gently slipping away
Death is all about
The future is gone



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