| I reach for my shadow in horror
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| Envy eats but its own cold heart
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| Some friends, the few I have left
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| Set sail out of the frame I’m in
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| He begins to die, That loses his desires
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| All are not merry that dance here lightly
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| Fear follows those who live by the sword and fire
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| My heart was my weapon, and the death of me
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| I saw the evening anew, all lean and red of hue
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| It’s a lonely ocean out there, watched from my shore of despair
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| So unto the sea my grief set sail, in disbelief
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| Fevers and time burn away, Nothing is allowed to stay
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| There is nothing new underneath the sun
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| The moon with its long arms, reaches into the sea
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| My eyes were towers high, in my heaven
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| And from my body drew a cold breath and final clue
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| The sun made clear its thoughts, It was never coming through
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| I saw the evening anew, all lean and red of hue
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| It’s a lonely ocean out there, watched from my shore of despair
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| So unto the sea my grief set sail, in disbelief
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| Fevers and time burn away, Nothing is allowed to stay |