There behind the hills I saw her burn,
Her energy flying through the sky,
And to my right behind the smoke screen,
I saw snow cover her naked body,
Abound she was, in silent battle,
The colours changed like the tides of war,
And as the evening drew to a close,
The night it engulfed both away from my vision,
As I sat in possession of all,
Now I sat having lost all,
Only for the stars to awake and shine on down,
For them to judge the battle fought,
A new day to rise when she will return,
As the sun she will give life to her body,
The day is done, the night has come
And till I sleep, I will think of her.
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