Late is the hour of your forgiveness,
Poisonous words are crawling behind your ego
And will rain despair and anger
In every corner of your soul.
Soon you will fade to darkness
And the memories will consume you
Like a fire that burns it's last coal
With its ashes scattered by the wind
The storm is coming silently
But still you cannot hear your scream
As total silence wraps you
And i am so faraway.
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