| Now see my wintry child
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| Blue skies turning somber
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| Pale blue light is fading
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| And tears the world asunder
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| A thirsty mouth
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| Lusting for the kiss of life
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| In infirmity the well runs dry
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| Runs dry in human waste
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| A geriatric hand
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| Longing for the loaf
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| By the touch of avaricious one
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| Becoming slowly ought
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| An aged and tired will of life
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| Waiting for the words
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| That change the meaning of it all
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| Bone crushing silence hurts
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| Perceiving a weird destiny
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| As stardusts great mistake
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| We walk into oblivion
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| A life that I forsake
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| Coming from and turn to blank
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| Nothing ever was
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| Returning to an astral brick
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| I unfold to times cruel claws
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| Expiration of the lost |