A black and heavy cloud
Empties its tears in my heart
In a grey and dull world
Where sunflowers humbly bow
Waiting the return of their Sun.
Fear in its somber gown
Stifles and suffocates me
Seconds fly by
And conspire with Fear
To conquer my tormented soul
A fierce battle and finally
The horn of victory sharply sounds.
The Enemy has taken over.
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