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Into the meadow land
The meadow land is a place like heaven,
Never fading, nor gloomy
The birds there are singing a song of a Dark Knight who's lost in thought
He seemed to belong from a place of war.
where ground is burned to ashes,
where people are strangled to death
and in all this chaos he never rests
In the valley of the dead.
there's a certain silence only few can understand.
He opens his eyes, upon hearing the wind calling his name.
All the miles he traveled, all this while, were tiring footsteps in a junk of pile.