I lost more I ever gained far away, far away... Thunder die, heartache cry Star-crossed light never meant far, far away... Whisper trance-enchants and fear!
Light and fags, hope and fear Start to think and start to hear my voice soft, wit and charm
Off I rise, twilight-path Never saw such trembling harm Cut-tongued spheres to appear falling down so fresh and free
Flat my voice, wake or sleep I have met within my dreams Never feel a calm so deep
How can grief break the wall to my long, long promised way? But my sake I will break, break in pieces never seen
Senca, nevermore...
Beauty, pleasure, youth which one will I choose to uphold my wounds? Beauty, pleasure, youth two of them to lose to avoid my tomb
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