Howling winds and ember fires
Day by day we lose desire
Hope is gone and scorn is near
eyes are dry but there are still tears
Spark of desire but submission takes over
Glimpse of light before the darkness moves forward
Endless cycle, endless pain
how much long will this feeling remain
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