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Oblivion to live
He had seen his coffin
And what was made from
He had never his tears

Can we now

Never again
this world became the dreams
Surely he would wonder about his
always remember the past

What Times...

(He strive on and on
his peace entangled
In crayons the most of all)

Out of the dismal
the crown
He stands like a
In a garden
Black and roses

Can forsakened deem
Lay it's on the final grasp