THE SUN HAS SET
ON MANY DAYS
BRUTAL TIMES
A BLOODY HAZE
SOMEWHERE DEEP INSIDE ME
I FEEL WARMTH WITHIN
THE THINGS I’VE LEARNED
THE THINGS I’VE DONE
IN THE DARKNESS
THEY START CLOSING IN
A SHADOW NOW APPEARS
A FEEBLE MAN
A SMALLER MAN
A MAN OF MANY YEARS
THE THINGS YOU DO
THE THINGS YOU’VE DONE
I RECOGNIZE HIM NOW
THE DAY HE WENT AWAY
IS THE DAY MY PAIN BEGAN
FATHER, PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME NOW!
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