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I am the night below the sky

I wonder if I was the first sin

I hear a slowing heart

I see life flee before me

I want to feel emotion

I am the night below the sky

I pretend to embrace their fear

I feel their cold breath stop

I touch their forgotten soul

I cry for no man that dies

I am the night bleow the sky

I understand it is said to be a curse

I say that I come bearing a gift

I dream of what they have felt

I try to take them far away

I hope that they have lived

I am the night below the sky