Like mother, so wept son
Entered the world not welcomed
Tears shed
Like wept mother, so wept sonentered the world not welcomedtears
Master taught me taught me wellTo read the heavens the
Was it the wind or whispers of mindlnside meRumble of
The day was clearUnknown feelingYou wake up and time stopsYou
(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36, Bb-minorAnd
When essence cast's shadow to see the ground,Colours mix in
I'm inside of giant arche hydraLord of dreams passed me
I'm trying to visualize the dream where Gadrel stands tallGaze
O'youth seek not othersfor you're seeking hellwaste not young life
Grey beauties of my sleepReaching for better tomorrowCrying the deeds
On the altar under the sunYou may believe though he'll
Water gives a sighMy hair seems to be seized by
Love built this passionWrath wrought it strongKnow your place, noble
How I wishThat all those gentle wordsWould pour out of
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