As the city sleeps
the dawn of the nights awakes
And I walk alone
In these empty streets
Terrified, yet bravery
Holds me still, suddenly
my shadow begins to fade
As though it was painted
I see fire, in the mountains
Red and smoke covers the skies
And it comes trembling down
Like a song of a silent orphan
I close my eyes
And hope for the edge,
the verge of my sorrows
As the reign of my dreams
Begins...
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