Ashes To Ashes
Why speak
when words become weak
and everything you want is in the darkness
and you are forever alone
Happiness will never meet you
and your prince will never seek you
You will die unknowing
from your heart with blood flowing
Beating and pumping
all of your life into nothing
You'll be a stain on the soil
until dust in the face of turmoil
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