Til the depths of my wrath begin to fade I'll fight the fight with loneliness until the darkness fades.
Until the light shine through my sheers I'll fight the fight with lonely tears.
When the sun resonates so bright the loneliness will lose the fight.
My back will arch, my head will rise, for this is when the loneliness dies.
Finished reaping what I've sewn, this time will come, and I'll have known
All the greatness that resides within me.
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