I stand in the outskirts
Of a blazing central fire
I blend into shadows
And hide withing the night
At this final moment
It appears in front of me
Like swelling of the bones
And horns emerge from the skull
The world's distance song
wounds
world
within
swelling
speak
shadows
scars
blazing
cries
edition
bonus
bones
withing
blend
distance
anymore
skull
illusion
moment
appears
stand
central
night
emerge
touch
limited
forms
final
forehead
front
track
hides
horns
outskirts
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