Thou Bade Nothingness

Thy Serpent

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    [Music : S.Tenetz, Lyrics : T.Maensivu]

    In times, when I fain of a season
    itcs chill hold me wist, of an unknown reason
    Greyness upon streams parlous and cool
    Sheer the light which reflects from Plenilune

    Ready to tale stars of wan, as both forwandered,
    and loath the ways thee all ran astounded
    So did thine glaive rust with wind and water
    so terrified of fallow thee roamed to gutter

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    Perhaps the fragments of thine willing skin
    saw no reflections of, what it called a bale king
    Neither have Fall's shades descended to leaves
    Of no nightbird's ashes belong to mine needs

    Together a battle raged between moon,
    likely the escorts of an velvect son.
    One lode led to forhungered wood,
    the frith were dark and thus thou run

    As I see nothing but mere piece of meat,
    trying to achieve as vision holds lack.
    Hanging upon wold, not wist the made plead,
    Twisting in gloam, this path fares not back...

    Thus...Of no nightbird's ashes shall I devour.

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