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Stars were lit in the mourning sky. |
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And the granite graves embraced the moonlight. |
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And the dead light fondled and lured |
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In empty hands of eternal sleep. |
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Thick, soft, dark night curled up over the sea. |
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Waves, with a quiet whisper, rushed by in the wind. |
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Breaking someone's dream into a thousand pieces. |
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Bugged a deserted beach and ran back again. |
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The wind swept over the water surface. |
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Bearing, with a low moan, the mirror of the sky. |
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Wonderful world of night, wonderful world of darkness. |
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Will not be burned by dawn. |
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Between the purple mountains. |
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Where the path inside the void. |
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A hedge of bodies and dead trees. |
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Where tongues of flame scare the darkness. |
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Under gray skies slowly melting in time. |
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Ended again a trip that lasted an eternity. |
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Eyes closed again and tears froze. |
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A beckoning, dark tomb of the unknown. |
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Master reigned in the castle of dreams. |
