As the misty curtains of sleep dissolve
And yield to some autumnal morning,
The dreams that passed before
Will stay with you as a kind of warning.
The remembrance of eternal nights of emptiness
Now haunts your days
The feel of death is in your soul
It cannot leave
It will always stay.
For those who've glimpsed some other world
Through dreams or visions or genocide
There still remains a lifetime's wait
Before the last and final ride.
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