In the End
In the end you're only human,
In the end you're the only thing human.
The end is never a doubt in your mind,
The end is both good and evil.
Something different is in the night,
Shadows steal your soul.
You still believe in comforts
Like time on a shelf,
But in the middle of the night
You hear your lover's lost cry.
The clock on the wall
Ticks away a day and a half ago.
Sound is only the rain drumming
On an empty world.
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