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Aaron:
Foreboding clouds, shivering above,
Echoes of yore slow bleeding thine soul,
Decaying perception, inward and above,
I abide in torture, watching eons flow...
Aaron:
Still tormented by the shards of truth,
My shadow's falling through thy dreams,
As your slumber had my spirit sealed,
Yet I fear not void, but the thought of it...
Heike & Aaron:
As I dream of doom, writing at your grave,
We are Cruish-Nir, even though I'm last,
Our time is gone, within flames of dust,
On forsaken ground, I fear not of death...
Aaron:
Bygone will be a writer's tear of lead,
The darkest shade of a weeping word,
Unspoken truth engraves your tomb,
When lovers mourn the loss of Platon...
Heike & Aaron:
As I cease to dream, on the sorrow's edge,
Will I give to Charon, my will to create?
Rotten seems the flower, blooming out of sins,
I may be the last, but we're Cruish-Nir...
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