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in cover of a dazzling fullmoon
I pace in the hall rendered harmlessby the memory of what I used to benight's soon over I dread another sunrisethe pain of knowing I might have changed the world
I couldn't pass with a compromisebut the healing hand belongs to the livingand I am no longer the world will go on without me
I'm no longerwhen I leave I'll feel a soft asuagementand with minimal manliness
I'll bow to hail the lightwhen night's over
I'll sink into oblivionbut still I will remember
I could have changed the world
I couldn't pass with a compromise'cause the healing hand belongs to the livingand I am no longer the worldis the same without me I'm no longer
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