The Last Pale Light In The West lyrics by Ben Nichols. In my hands, I hold the ashes In my veins, black pitch runs In my chest, a fire catches In my way, the...
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In my hands, I hold the ashes
In my veins, black pitch runs
In my chest, a fire catches
In my way, the setting sun
Dark clouds gather 'round me
To the west, my soul is bound
And I will go on ahead, free
There's a light yet to be found
The last pale light in the west
The last pale light in the west
And I ask for no redemption
In this cold and barren place
Still I see the faint reflection
And so by it, I got my way
The last pale light in the west
The last pale light in the west
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