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- The Apocryphal Wisdom Of An Apocalypse -
The
Many have fallen
since I passed that
The
Many skies bled.
The
gods did return, many prayers
lost their aim loves have felt.
The
Many suns born.
The
I wonder if the children forgive ...
When the light dies through darkness
and the start to cry:
when a scream to a whisper
the ages bleed alive ...
Reality becomes
is reality;
is this an of the ancient
or the new birth of a
beings, morbid existence
resuscitated horror, visions
see the apocalypse - ...
We
by the fire, in the grip of the ceremony.
We saw
types in our hearts, we denied every life we give
And
infinity grasped out for slaves, day by day - for year.
Why
prophet spoke to the abyss below him:
"Have we ever free"?
And behind the sleeps an apocryphal wisdom
in the of twilight
in legendary times ...
Unnatural beings, morbid
horror, ambigious visions
see the - rise ...
Now the breath has gone
the fire its might;
now that, in this dark
no is alive.
Now that s castle
between the of the past;
now that the wither away,
no hope ever last.
The
I wonder if the children will ...