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So I threw your letter into the flame

And watched the fire regain

And these words have done nothing for you

As I did not read them through

Now turned to ash in the flume

And colours are dull

As the feeling of the cold

And memories fall

As the fire is getting old

Oh and I once more am now

Don't you fret I'll find my way

Carefully walking from the devil's plane

And I know why you did not follow me

Pride swallowed me then led me astray

And now the dark in me has now seen the day

Oh my chill has now lost its way

And these hands that once had helped me to pray

They are limp in utter dismay

Oh they, oh they fall in their disarray

And colours are dull

As the feeling of the cold

And memories fall

As the fire is getting old

Oh and I, I once more am now

Oh don't you fret I'll find my way

Carefully walking from the devil's plane

And I know why you did not follow me

Pride swallowed me then led me astray