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She was my sun and now the light has faded away
Night condensing around me, leading astray
Shining image torn down, remembrance of her fades
Left but anguish and shame to haunt me in the shades

Should I be content with the memory of the life I had?
Or is the Hell knowing what we could have beome?
- Quite indifferent as the tides of time have now turned
And the past is buried in a drift of whirling snow

...White sheet covering all things left behind...

And from now on there's an abscence of hope...

She was my sun and now the light has faded away
Night condensing around me, leading astray
Shining image torn down, remembrance of her fades
Left but anguish and shame to haunt me in the shades

So be it, perdition is my home,
Since the day it all came down