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As darkness falls for the last time |
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I awake from my apparently infinite sleep |
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A silver full moon glows on this winter night |
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Waning into oblivion ... and |
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I follow the northern storms that bring dusk upon the icy landscapes ... and the storms lead me to majestic forests lakes and mountains |
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I've never seen before |
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Melancholy within seems eternal |
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As I walk through the undergrowth |
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Of these endless woods |
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But then I see her sleeping under the dark trees - my beloved nocturnal queen |
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And the children of the night watch over her |
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Like the moon watches over the night |
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As I get closer to her she awakens |
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From her majestic sleep |
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As she embraces me again |
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I feel her magical attraction |
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Together we walk the path of salvation |
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And together with the wolves |
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She sings her sweet serenades |
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And with these, her majestic serenades |
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She reaches for my black, bleeding heart |
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Which only beats for her |
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She kisses me with her lips of fire |
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And this kiss covers my heart |
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With a dismal shade of sadness |
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And her hair of gold, waving in the wind |
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Seems to me like the star-covered horizon |
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Her sweet art is the key to my solitary heart |
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And together we open the gate to infinity |
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Into the dusk-impregnated land of dreams, where our spirits shall rest eternally |
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I look into her eyes, knowing that this moment won't last eternally ... and the sun never rises, for she is the forgotten flame engulfing my heart ... and in the black wind her shadow fades away into the melancholy of the night |
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And again my heart is touched by an endless solitary darkness |
