Dark this eveningdesperation in the eyes of a manbetrayed by the mirrorengraved in his own glancecaptured by the silent Senseabsolute control of life.They unlit the moonbeyond the cloudshe knows he ll be taken in a whilesteely walls bar his vain escapefrom a world in which you payfor what you feel.I still rememberdifferent nights just before the endwhen I could relishthe warmth of lightsubtle scents not obscured by hateand crystal clearembracing waves of gold.

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