Don't look back again
There's only grey nonexistence left
Set you free from the chains of despair
You are the one to make it yourself
The time has come
To wrench sight from your past
This slough of despondence
Will not ever last
Tear down the walls
Enter next doors, hit the road
Only onward leading your eyes
Keep reaching your aim though the black flags rise
Your hope cannot faile
Daylight is your guide
Every sunset
Is followed by sunrise
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