a run to the end in scorched wing
flames licking the bloods dry
do i hear the bell's ring
the shadows coming nigh!
when my heart is bleeding
my eyes are river dry
i don't break in a mournful wail
hide in a passing sigh!
pause awhile in the life's dance
hide in the passing sigh
death is too remote to break the trance
see shadows passing by!
do i see faces ashen pale
hearts bludgeoned by doom
breaths broken by a dreary tale
leaving hopes no room!
life is too cosy too precious a trance
and death too starkly nigh
i take a break from the life's dance
to see the shadows passing by!
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