Falling from darkness
To a place I don't know
Everything moving
Nowhere to go
A darkness which blanks my mind
Black shadows walking in line
Alone falling in the darkness
Feel down mind aches
Heart bleeds from past mistakes
Endless footsteps on the ground
Searching for what cannot be found
Echoing goodbye
In the darkness I hide I try
In the dark black shadowed shroud
Black clouds hide the crying cry
Long echoes of a goodbye
The darkness of sorrows sigh
Again left alone overflown
Fading away
Fade into in another day
Listen to the echoed dark
The dark echoes
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