Mourning morning

When everything in the world is done

Tragic scenery, a mourning song

The nostalgic path of the unknown

The voice of a forgotten son

Shall dwell no more in the deep

And the skies shall weep

A new rising of the red sun

When this nightmare is gone

For the claiming of the misfortune’s gun…

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