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And in this bitter night,
We come and wish upon that plight,
Have you forgotten what it's like?
To live with the judgment of a scythe

We all are but mortal men,
Looking for meaning upon sights,
But If we try to look behind,
These walls we may break and bend

And even if we try and pretend,
This reality will come and chase,
These dreams that should pursue,
Instead of living halved lives

And incomplete loves,
Of things we wish to say,
Bit your wall stands in the way,
Of all the things are may amend,
Can we just pretend?

You know all the things, I've left unsaid,
But show none the less,
To trial and error, upon waves and waves,
Of knowledge and actions Of all that you already know,
But pretend not to show,
How long shall we dance this endless waltz?

Let's just say goodnight,
Which is all left to said,
Until dawn comes and the sun shines
And i go back to pretend
That you don't know about.
A single word I've said.