Within the night I stand alone.
To meek and fragile to ever go home.
My soul is locked within this hour.
Set free by twilight untill the morning hours.
My body isn't dead but its still not alive.
I have lived for eons and never died.
But no longer is my soul within this place.
The deeds I have done can never be erased.
I can see the face of every victom.
Remember the horrors of every situation.
And within the night i stand alone.
Haunted by the memories I can never go home.
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