A Shape In The Mystical Haze
Stortregn
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Is it night or a dark storm?
I have seen the face of death
Time has vanished, Time has left
In a place without form
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Can I become the slave of my fear?
Between the hands of emptiness
A soul with only one chance
To subsist in Darkness