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• Artiste: Satariel
• Titre: 4 Moons Till Rising
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The soil dissolve, the sky is bleeding Words remain, but frozen unspeakable Lying unable to move Even my tears fail to come Not am I wake Nor sleeping, but nearly dead Though I sense light before me I can not see it with my eyes As if through darkened glass I saw Staring at a scene of never changing meaning Four moons till rising again An etenity it seems Tomorrow - Will it ever be? Back and forth I dream as here lie as buried The eight-angled star - shine for me Light my path and make me feel again Drag me throughout the Absu And place me if I still must here again Lying unable to move Even my tears fail to come Not am I wake Nor sleeping, but nearly dead The black shade in the mirror before me it makes me wonder in a vortex of thoughts So void it appears as I touch my soul it's darker now, still as in bloom in a spring of dying