Oh benighted thoughts,
forsaken you have brought me to be.
Oh benighted thoughts,
absent hope is what is left for me.
Oh benighted thoughts,
you are the prophet of my demise.
Come softly, yet gentle, for then I shall be free.
Make the end of me all I can be.
Oh benighted thoughts, in my heart, what light can you see?
Steal the light of my soul you shall not, for you cannot rob what isn't within me.
Oh benighted thoughts,
let the oceans and sea's swallow me.
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