The Echo of silence courses threw these empty halls.
The call you did not make to me that day.
Raveled in mystery the quake of your absence has me worried.
Are You OK?

The Echo of the solid stone has left me here all alone.
I'm breaking down to the impossible truth.
Do you enjoy every bruise?

The Echo of what was once our love brings question to the skies above.
What have I done to deserve such treatment?

The Echo of the rusted sword brings life to that which i could not see.
There is no future for you and me.

The Echo of the falling rock wishes I could turn back the clock.
So much wasted time it seems we have finally crossed the line.
Broken down I feel defeat hoping someday again we will meet.
 
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