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After all that has been done and said

I stand alone, I'm left for dead

You're at fault for what I've become

The light is gone, the dark has won

I am nothing but an empty being

With no purpose, with no meaning

I consist of only lies

I have become what you despise

I am nothing but an empty shell

Without your light, I go through hell

I loved things the way they were before

But now i Have no meaning anymore