Day End (Sunset Grace)
Rays of light getting out of sight
Lake of fire burning in the eye
Lines of wet light pointing my sight
Cold fire so much they admire
Skies are red and the waters are gold
wings soars like tide they roar
from north to south, east or west
gust winds are the might of waves
And as it draws your mind away
and so the sands by the bay
see people come and go away
like the moments of a day
and by then you'll forget
There, there is no regret
no tomorrow, no yesterday
all that happened was just a dream
all the act was just a scene
now leave behind all the pain
in the end, still we will reign.
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