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Throes Of Dawn Dreams Of The Black Earth

woe through the portal of dream descent Of human sorrow I dreamed a twilight garden of tomorrow Where torment means living in this world of dreadful dream

distance in the skydance of the sparkles Heavens flooded with blood from where I descented from the forge of the gods Made to despise yoy all Each thought a dream

Silence is born from sorrow eternal seem the ages now since we grew in the garden of longing Wind sang of loneliness Touched, my soul was from the

found my Way into the heart of the forest where the early mornings dew still rested upon the sleepy grass Where the evergreen trees sleep their enchanted dreams

Solitude wanders where once the sun rose in essence of a silent wind teasing my tired limbs Time forgot me into the lonely eternity Standing against