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I can see in the dark night.

I can see a deadly fight.

The small town is about to fall.

No one will be left here at all.

More shadows come to the town.

One is wearing a gold crown.

The trade winds grow in force.

I’ll meow till I’m hoarse.

Bells ring around us.

I won’t make a fuss.

Time has come to an end.

To The Dead, I won’t bend.


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