Last Gleam
Nazhand
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This is funeral of light
Light has no meaning for black hearts
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In the darkness doomsday
Doomsday of pains
When shadows get colder
When my heart get colder
I summon the grimness
I summon the night
I summon the moon
I summon the death
Stoneness of the earth
Means there is no thriumph for the light stains
I call the darkned winter
When the nature cry for man