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A stranger is moving on the outside
There are no more walls
Only clouds in darkness
I feel the calm touch of my short war condemned...
Some worthless thought stirs inside
A light flickers out
A candle in the darkness
The only clear way out of all this madness
What more could I have said...
The thunder from the rocks
It burns like you wouldn't know
Rambling aimlessly Southward in a daze of forgotten hopes
That Sinister feelings about again
The Sun won't shine in time to save this soul
To save this soul...
From Moving the way the stranger came
I hear lightning striking very close to my body
Strange days are upon me
Upon my body
I'm moving away
I'm gone to far from the astray
I'm moving onto other ways to stay
Another time, Another place...