Along the river of Nyx.
Its time to walkaway and create something new,
the eve of the fall is here, the rain is falling intense and soo am I.
Down by the water, along the river of Nyx, something is going on.
A new rise for the fallen ones, me and my friends from the mist of twilight,
the witchess, goddesses, essences, goblins, bruijas, fairies and supernaturals,
all the feelings from the fragile inside. All the lost ones in the shadows.
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