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Calmly breaking waves
Breaking down the sunset
Which leads to an end
For the day's last light

Figures in the darkness
Slowly coming nearer
Howling at the Moon
Which embraces them

Shadows grow long
Like the night's own web
Hunting through the forests
Until the day brings dawn once more

The first sunrays
Grant peace again
Towards the life that was
and which will come again

But this false illusion
Of the power of the light is short
For when the evening approaches
The dark is born again