The light falls through open windows
             illuminating the dust
             floating aimlessly through the air
             feeling not pain, nor lust
             settling overall and everywhere
             of it's true purpose noone knows

             A velvet sheet of crimson dye
             is her one and only cover
             from the rays of burning light
             embracing it like a lover
             She cries and wishes for the night
             but noone is there to hear her cry

             A tear rolling down her cheek
             slowly dripping to the floor
             disappearing in the dust
             makes her cry e'en more
             unlike the tear, live she must
             But she is weak, so weak

             The light is almost touching now
             she huddles in a corner
             the last unreached by bright a day
             She has been Night's sojourner
             but she has made her final stay
             Against the light she swears a vow

             "The burning madness of the day
             I shall never give in to!
             I'd rather fight a hopeless fight
             and still scream ´have at you!´
             so you think I will leave the night?
             I'd rather burn to ashes gray!"

             The rays of sun, they heard her call
             and seared her pale, smooth skin
             still screaming out defiance
             'gainst her light'll never win
             but Night broke their alliance
             deceiving, leaving her to fall...

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