step inside the hall of perdition not even the shadows have invited you what can you hear, what can you feel? someone breathing timidly gasping for air whispers echo endlessly and you know that there is no one here horror lurks wherever you hide it would you forsake your life to escape? there is nothing in this world no life left in emptiness those you fear are afraid of no one you are alone and you don't know where silent steps echo in the deep waters while all is beautiful under a dying sun under the branches of dead trees you sit and listen to dead birds the night leaves you believing in nothing your body shivers from the cold and you won't find your way back when your eyes get used to the dark silent steps echo in the deep waters the duskfall clad in shadows counting hours drops splinter the path from the edge of the world while all is beautiful under a dying sun there is nothing in this world no life left in emptiness those you fear are afraid of no one you are alone and you don't know where and your eyes have gotten used to the dark one more wandered with hands in the moss while drops splinter the path from the edge of the dark tomorrow all will be dead under the sun
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