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The shadows are strong

My light is being choked

The shadows are mine

I created them from nothing

I am a god of self-destruction

I have sold myself into slavery

For a simple coin of hope

And the dying world has bought me

Human it calls me

For human I resemble

Yet Lost I will always be

For that is life

And I still have much to lose

Tender heart

You are doomed

You must change

Or you will die

Consume the fire

That burns you

Mix it with the hope you hold

And with it, create  a sun

The shadows will flee

And the slave set free