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It's time to forget
The pleasure of the past
The green blackness presence
The show of my death
Wherever the light never borns my flesh remain
The torment prevails beyond my suffering
The strench of rotting will be my last sign
Only these cold mountains remember my useless life
It's time to decay
Waiting to fall
