I came to ride the winds,
through blackened clouds
and stormy seas.
I course through the veins of the earth
as through you,
I am pain, I am sorrow.
I am the black spot
on your almost perfect rose,
a deep blood red.
So I wove my shroud in black
but I will not die,
I am eternal
and I will find you, someday...
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