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In the end the hills are without eyes,
the days without lies.
A soul pledged to the darkness,
a men who don’t give warmness.
The war’s beginning
The end’s coming
Will he die or lie
Will he be the hero or the coward
“Oh, how I wish to be the devil
To have red wings and to defeat kings
Oh, how I wish to be the angel
To be good and to serve God”
He wanted too much from the life
And the life killed him for that
He wish for too much
And the Gods punished him for that