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Falling Stars
Rotten leaves, naked trees lost light, gone from the sky barren and cold waste an all engulfing darkness my body lays silent yet I'm wandering alone my strength and courage All idle in this world lingering shadows hostile, hopeless woe contorted images my breath, no life, no warmth This shapeless void Alas... no relief, no joy Chilling cold gales and no path to choose This desolate dantesque hell Flowers wither as I pass by Birdsongs killed by the cold knell All falling stars on crimson skies Aus Songtexte Mania