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I dont feel dead and i dont feel warmth.
I feel empty and i feel alone.
Walking in shadows, never showing my real face.
Losing my humanity losing my way.
Each day darker each day more bold
I question everything i have been told.

So come and shine, o night
bring my soul to a peace, that i seek
and guide to road where my kin can be free.

Come and free me so i can rise again.
And maybe among gods, theyre gonna remember me then.