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Deep
A hole opens up beneath the solid floor
The unfound souls shout from deep within
The fire burns as the light shimmers down below
A journey forward, through the bitter end
A stormy night, the demons play
The devil whistles, nowhere to hide
The cage it beckons, the fear it breathes
A story of man, and the death from one's pride
A lost bird, it dreams of a family
The song, it strings out a tune
The past is becoming the present
A victor, but no golden rune
A thought trapped within one's mind
The truth to never be awoken
The light casts a shadow across the midnight sky
A word, for never was spoken
The unfound souls shout from deep within
The fire burns as the light shimmers down below
A journey forward, through the bitter end
A stormy night, the demons play
The devil whistles, nowhere to hide
The cage it beckons, the fear it breathes
A story of man, and the death from one's pride
A lost bird, it dreams of a family
The song, it strings out a tune
The past is becoming the present
A victor, but no golden rune
A thought trapped within one's mind
The truth to never be awoken
The light casts a shadow across the midnight sky
A word, for never was spoken
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