In the midst of darkness my future lies entwined with despair.
The cold moonlight faintly illuminates my sadness.
Guided by the secret, you gave me.
I will traverse the calm of the pale night.
The lacrimosa has broken and vanished far away.
And once, once more,  I want to love this bright world.
I'll keep this dream hidden inside these eyes of mine.
Until these tears fall into my sullied heart.


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