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-The End-
The sun seems to shine
With an endless power
The sun gives us warmth
Every second of every hour
But the day will soon come
That it will shed its last light
All that is living will expirience
The beggining
Of a cold, dark fright
The Earth will freeze
In and eternal winter night
The Dark One will cast disease
And claim all living soul's right
Everyone will go, alone and shaken
Into the dark shadow realm of the forsaken
No longer does the sun shine
With an endless warming power
Instead, all souls dwell in the dark
Scared, weak, and full of cower.