Soldiers of the night,
March behind the Goddess,
Who shines so bright,
It becomes you.

Every breath is the last,
As the dark takes over,
Her corners so vast,
It becomes true.

The cloud that lingers,
Like a shadow of your soul,
If only she stayed longer,
She'd see you.

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