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Fingers of time
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My recommendations Shadows of guilt
And clouds full of glory
In this present
It holds someones story
Where non-existant souls once lurked
The birds of death are perched
It would end before it begins
As the moon is hidden and
Revealed by ominous dark clouds
People scutter around like mice
Blinded by the darkness
With only the moon
To guide them to their end
It would end before it begins
Through the twisted
Misshapen fingers of time
Flows the horror of life itself
Death is around every corner
Behind every door
Waiting for the moment
Of your deceate
It would end before it begins
