This is ain't the end,
Who knows how far it stretches
How lively it aches
This is for my friend whose face I'd rather forget
Whose memory is so stubborn
This is for my comrade who's lost his pulse
Whose world he thinks a hybrid curse, black&white
I say, keep the fight, keep eyes on the cause
Call it not the pause, one step forward leads there
The gods aren't fair, you say
The night came to stay
Think not of sex and hunting love
It'll end, the night will end unknowing
Think not of coulda-been's
If anything, look not at him
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