Keep hoarding all your ghosts in fortresses;
it's only rain.
You know when summer's coming all the year;
it's only rain.
Coming around,
the knife takes it's place.
Falling and crawling under.
Brother of mine,
come out from your cave.
You can not be defeated.
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