a kingdom all black
though shimmering white
conclusions and lies
as siblings, eternal
the wind, the choir, the sand
bitter the loss I have to endure
but things go on, and time does cure
it's now I explore
all the great lore
that has been offered to me
it's now I explore
how much I adore
my world which turns no more
though carrying a doleful name
it's with this gift I light my flame
burning, flickering, glimmering up high
burdened by tears, but never to die
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