The Dark Times

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When you hear the sound of gravel hitting a coffin

It becomes familiar to you when you hear it too often

And the people that sleep, their memories forgotten

The tears that've once fallen leave feelings so rotten


A void forms...

Your dreams, they crumble into nothing

Betrayed by the shadows, they're never so trusting


Death appears...

You fall into something

Is this the end?

Just watch it descend 


The scythe comes down

You see the king frown

Is this now ending?

Or is it... beginning?


''Forge your own afterlife'', you hear them shout

But what is this story really about?

It's about death and misery

Or is it just trickery?

This story's too far-out

Without a shadow of doubt

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