Lights all around, shadow over life,
Petrified and desolate, I run to just hide.
The Hallows calling my name from way beyond the street,
Wherever I go the darkness never seem to leave.
A melodic rush in the air, very shallow yet so clear
Am I just so tired or is it my despair?
All I know now that I can't run any long, the misery of joy is just prolonged.
It's time for you to fear, I will haunt you all your life, now that I am back from six feet under my dear.
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