| I burn dead leaves
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| Red, rustling piles
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| I taste fear, inhale the fumes
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| As end is drawing near
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| Horror in her eyes, lungs paralyzed
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| Stains of Prussian blue cover the chamber walls
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| We hover together, we mingle forever
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| Towards solution
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| We hover together, one combined with other
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| Through the darkened flue, reaching the night sky
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| Offer her a ride, solemn and dignified
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| Head for the relief, final journey on wooden cart
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| Autumn drowns my heart, veils the firmament
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| Brings the end of the future
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| Season dims the light, leaves the icy glow
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| To awaken the slumbering
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| Horror in her eyes, lungs paralyzed
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| Stains of Prussian blue cover the chamber walls
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| Feeding consuming flames
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| We hover together, we mingle forever
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| Towards solution
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| Feeding consuming flames
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| We hover together, one combined with other
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| Through the darkened flue
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| Reaching the night sky |