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Sun sinking on the light of day, when the dark moon rises high,

Pale glow of night surrounds, stars spread across the sky,

Constellations spread across the dead, like crazy horses and red men,

Time is lost in the endless shine, scampered to your den.



Twinkling eyes that burn red like mad, the silence heard within,

Watchmen make their rounds tonight, a sprinkling of whim,

Empty promises in a dreary land, bringing death and hate,

Celestial bodies create stiff peaks, the dice controls your fate.