When dreams come in my eyes
I see your face like a long shadow walking past
You do not come but sleep comes with you
Bloods flow in my hard-shelled vein
Like the lava of a burning mountain.

I only dream to see in your face
Life's tragedy ends here
Like a stalker's eyes.

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O, the birds of the sky
O, forest-dwelling sage of the north
Give us wisdom, give us the knowledge of the breadth of the sky
We will chase the depth of the ocean with our shadows falling back
We have never sucked the honey-comb
We have never kissed the feet of withering rays of the twilight
Give us a chance to feel the chill of death before life
Together we we will dance to the tune of satanic verses
Before praying on our last pyre.

O, the charisma of the old world
O, the saviours of the retracting sun
The light is still burning the surrounding darkness
When the apocalypse will be revealed to all
When the Magus of the East will burn the fire of wisdom
We are the smaller beings of God's forsaken children
We will again be reborn at His behest.

We pray to Thee with folded arms, O the Omniscient
We will see the face of our destiny
When there will be no more sighs of silence
And no more whispers of violence
Together we will spread our wings beyond the yonder sky.

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Like a foul breath of the pit
I fell in a ditch to discover you
As i ran towards my rear window
I caught sight of you.

You were crying staring at me
You were praying absorbingly
As I discvered you instantly.

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Burn the fire, burn the flame
Godot is not coming, he will not come
He will not come to defy the flames of fire
He will come to save you one day or the other.

Fear him not, love him not
If ever he comes to rescue you
Put the burner on fire, he will come one or the other.

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Offending silence looms over the sky
The clouds floting at a distant horizon
Inflamed fragrance of a corpse smelling
The deathless sighs strengthened by a shadow.

A ghost speaking in roaring voice
No living soul can stand this sight
I humbly prayed to the God almighty.

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You are praying to a wasted sun
Stars are dancing down at your feet
The sky is clear with overcast clouds
The is invisible in your naked eyes.

Can you see the invisible sun
Can you join the stars dancing at your feet
You never prayed to a wasted sun.

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