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Apocalyptic Dance |
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In coldness of my dark bowel a yell after mercilessness |
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Bequeaths a trace of eternal destruction to my decency |
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Uneven throbbing shadow fire |
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Btreams with raised melancholy |
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Through twisted channels of my forbode grief |
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In the black storms of my mental agony |
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The deliverance ripens in form of a godless dusk |
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The faceless ancient grasps with stony miming |
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Into the cradle of mercy |
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And severs the blood stained flag |
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But still it seems to me |
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That the lightbringer spreads a shining shroud |
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Over the shadow being of an owl which died in chains |
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As the rock in me bursts asunder |
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The round dance of the colouring grows up in my twilight |