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In the silence, I hear a song
of bird wings on the wind
Celebrating the moonlight
Midnight sings to the rain
The thunder
shakes the melting snow
onto you bed of stone
Gods are poets

A rose for the dead ones...
Sometimes they want to die
Sometimes they want to live
When they live they come to me
When they die they are silent

No tender mercy shall I give as they plead for us
Without remorse I shall take their lives

Is it simply a kiss of carnal dreams?
What once a father to tender sleeplessness

The deviance of youthful whispering
A majesty to darkness, a visage... my kingdom?

My centuries laden with dead emotion

Hand in hand she walks with me
and the shame, it's burning my eyes
etching each memory
in time, just to be by her side
her face carved deeply in innocence
she walks and she secretly smiles
taunting with a lover's grin
and she laughs, and watches me die

My empty eyes and weakened gaze,
remove me from the sky
sipping night and tasting tears,
of stars that always cry
the journey ends and paths unfold
I danced with death and smiled
I fear her kiss no longer
for now I am her child

Be prepared:
I shall not make way for thee
But thou shalt make way for me!

I am not the one
Whom hath planted future's seeds
But reap upon the ground... of this moment
So I may peel away life's clarity

4. The broken doll (Сломаная кукла)
Beware, dearest daughter,
beware of the silent ones
the beautiful ones
for now, they are all but whispers
tempered within the edifice of time

Beware, dearest daughter

La rose se meurt...
Les petales tombent parmi les feuilles
Fond toi en moi
En des images d'une beaute sans amour
Et des profiles eclaires en silhouettes ecarlates

Dance with me but one more time
Embrace the silence as I die

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они могут смотреть за пределами спящего мира
и в их тихие сны… тихие сны

говорящие неведомыми языками
обнаруживая мое присутствие
атакованное невольными шагами
Я веду их к своей блаженной святая святых

Do tell me why my dreams
Speak to me always of never?
For I am the never, the ever dreaming senses
Within the windows of mine eyes, the beauty is ever shame

This searing imagery roots within my consciousness
Imagery that which I wish to know of, and wish not to know of
They are one in the same

Hear me... O valiant sister, reveal to me, this archaic image
Awakened, I find no passage within these arcane illusions
Hath I but found my eternity manifested within me
This mask of shattered divinity do I now wear

Endless black skies surround my freedom
The ravens cry out for my undoing, how beautiful their songs are to me
Hopelessly, I envision fragile winds sweeping away my spirit