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Transition

 

 

 

I walk through the fields

Solitary

 

Ghosts ride the wind

Screaming violently

 

The forest is strange

This transparency

Does not fit it

 

All around me

Spirits whisper

 

Dissolving world

Oh, this is untenable

It cannot be right

I live to see this

 

Loudly I pray

Lest the wind

Blow me apart

Like a cloud of vapour

 

- In vain

 

The sky is so red

With blood

 

Fear is the substance

This is made of

Fear is the substance

Everything fades to

 

Everything is nothing is everything

 

In this moment

Ive gone

With the wind

To dwell with the spirits

 

 

 

 

 

 

auswahl

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