Darkest Battle

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Fading hope of solitude
Fear that cannot be understood
Broken by the serpents bow
Drowning in every hawks craw

Lie of love thy believing
All thy time it's bells ringing
Craving for joy not wishing
Sometimes flying day aye drowning

Facing the darkest tunnel
In those shadows aye facing battle
Now will a light cant help me
Neither will be glee

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