The dying light is fading fast
The sky is turning dark
Fear is leaving at last
But still there is a mark
The scars will never fade away
The memories will never leave
But faith is due today
The magic is set free
It will take its time to claim your life
It will creep into your mind
Its blade will edge the sharpest knife
It will render you blind
But still you will see so clear
See only magic here
It is part of your deepest fears
The only sound you hear
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