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My future is somber,
And so are my eyes,
When the lights turn on,
This marks the end of time,
The choice of a new generation,
Is choking in my mind,
But something new borns,
When something old dies,
Day by day I search,
For the absolute truth,
The knowledge of mankind,
To become an oracle from a fool,
Days turning to weeks,
Weeks turning to months,
Changing colours from an underdog,
Into a god,
Unchain yourself from the temporal power,
And you will finally be free,
My future was somber,
And so were my eyes,
But when the lights turned on,