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 Somber  my mind, now that
 Misfortunehas faced  kind;
  glazed stare, Beneath the
 Pitch-black hair.
 On my cheeks, once  live, Adorn
  of tears, caused by strife
 And as I griewe  the sky, even
 Raven croaks to  it's despise
 
 My  hand against your cold
 Palm...
 Words echoing in the  through
 You're gone...
 
 Somber is my mind, Black is 
 Colour I feel
 These completely dead 
 Drain  last bit of me
 No  how many tiers I shed,
 No matter  much I repent
 Some things just can't be 
  some of us can't be forgiven.
 
 No matter how many tears  shed,
 Some  can't be undone...
 
 I've reached the  of the no return,
  are deeds from I can not flee
 From a reflection I see  tired man,
  for a relief
 The Black waters in front  me
  sway me till I'm in sleep,
 Carry me to the  of Manala
 Where I'll be  from my sins.
 The Black  will sway me till I'm sleep...
 
 This Roaring stream will  me
 Pure and clean...