In shadows, she walks alone
She leaves her trails wherever she goes
What a man shall seek, who wouldn't notice?
She drags you in, a void, you promised?
It's a thing that should be kept
Whether your breath stays or is long begone
Her name, shall not be taken, a curse
Walk slowly, be careful, don't disperse
The promise shall be kept, even if it costs you your life
She will come, in tip toes, surprising you
With guilt and mistakes and decimating your humanity
Thou, you shall not fear, keep your head up
You shall not fear death, it is bound to us
You must take another step, you are reaching, plod
You must complete your journey, preaching, god
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