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Shadows echoes upon these walls, Moonlight weeps and watches cast upon the raven sky. As a wind blows like a deadly sigh. Empire of sorrow embellished on my chest. In a hollow lullaby of roaming spirits free, A cold and haunted tone sings the breeze As I wait along in the ground of graves. Dead awakens in the midnight gray as my heart beats slow, in this pyre seething in my soul buried where I resides. In this abyss, where shadows play. In this abyss, here thou remains The shadow in a waltz of loneliness. As I wait for a revolutionary in life, A comrade in forever more.