Verse 9th

   My bright skin is fading towards Darkness
   the Moon casts a last glow, only to be my Shadow
   for a while I am in balance with a smile and I feel fine
   then the birds pass me by
   wingless, featherless, disappointed
   and I fall... I am stuck to this earthen floor
   in this dried, gray desert ground
   with no place for dreams or green to grow

   I am slowly disappearing, vanishing
   in the Horizon no longer crimson
   all sound stops within these limits
   there is a Silent comfort
   in this normal no-colour skin
   I'm finally gray... gray
   There is no Dusk anymore
   and I am gone to Evermore


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