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Aldebaran is above horizon, crimson setting azure dyed to dark |
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Firs paint their portrait in the light of now visible stars |
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The nightly wings of |
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Byakhee, for |
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I saw their ghastly spread |
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The portress of nightside unleashed, child of |
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Assatur roams free |
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Scythe dark sways and the beast revels |
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Hearken to whispering brook, the headwaters speak |
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Proclaiming the preys fall |
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The nightly wings of |
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Byakhee, for |
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I saw their ghastly spread |
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The portress of the nightside unleashed, |
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Dark ardentour supreme within |
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Moon towards, now crescent, |
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Night reaching the acme |
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Rays pale as descant of death and the preys hearts are crying |
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Shadows lunar cast upon the rain, taste the sweetest sores the day bled |
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This sight vested as moonlight holt made me forget the pain "Still the village sleeps, but in the morning horror is to be revealed" |
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Sun awaking owls aviso sent to warn me, |
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With moon |
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I'll be gone... |
