This gloomy alleyway
Cold as ice
And smells of decay
This is my path
This is my fate
This is the answer
To my hate
The waft of mist
Declined my sight
I'm creeping slowly
My time isn't tight
The thorns of pain
Are grating my face
My tortured soul
Falls in disgrace
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