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Decision time 

As the twelfth hour chimes 

Do you stand up and fight?

Or give in to the night?
Time runs its course 

A sinister force 

Set to diverge our path 

Towards unbridled wrath
But each road 

Has two ways to go 

If only we look

Within life’s little nooks 
All worn out 

And no strength to move 

Each fiber of anger 

Has lost its groove 
Anything can happen 

When the heart becomes free 

From the shackles 

Of life expectancy 
The thirteenth hour strikes 

A newfound sense of hope 

Now everything is all right 

We can finally cope