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The sky burns and dies
The last peaces of light hopelessly chasing
Light abandons this world once again
Tiny animals run and hide
The death of the sun gives birth to many perils
A land in doubt and fear
Anxiously waits for the sun to reappear
Mindless mammals huddle in hopes
That this night shalt not last forever
Alas the night lives on
When oh when is the sun to be reborn?
Still we wait in hope and joy
That soon the sun will return
It’s been so long now
And…where is the son?