Arise!
Watch how fast time runs
Our lives are so fickle
Done as soon as begun
Dying little by little
King of crows
Don your crown of feathers
We are the wasted ones
Bitter broken brittle
Too many passing sons
Suicide little by little
Spread your weary wings
Another useless day begins
Slumber only brings
Another dream of bitter things
We watch you fade away
Another victim
Of what could have been

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