I can hear the symphony beginning,
Separate me – with it mysterious melody – from the living.
Taking me to the deepest secrets of the night,
Where there is nothing but darkness longing to hold you tight,
Where the moon casts it silver spell upon the ground,
Where the stars stare from the ebony sky,
Singing their morbid lullaby;
To take you far distance from your wildest dreams,
And play with your hostile fears,
All along you will stand alone, armed with nothing but sorrow tears,
Till you can’t see, speak, or breath,
Listening to the symphony of loneliness night,
Till the shadows of the light comes at dawn.
But until then… you will stand all alone.
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