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Night swells to distant spheres
Silent throat of unholy times
The withering wind deep down here
Flesh of the gods bleeding as light

Here in the environs of heaven
The am sun am outshined one
The idea of beauty is ebony
The last am on my balcony

Forever people suffer in silence
Always and forever drifting to dark waters
The sand of time, still ominous
As scultured cherubs of the ether
The idea of beauty is ebony
The last am on my balcony

"The am sun, my ebony sun"

Erratic firmament and the perishing clouds
Descending angels, formless divine
To inherit light and silence, so profound
The devlish eyes of the reptile

Here in the environs of heaven
The am sun am outshined one
The idea of beauty is ebony
The last am on my balcony
Night swells to distant spheres  Silent throat of unholy times  The withering wind deep down here  Flesh of the gods bleeding as light    Here in the environs of heaven  The am sun am outshined one  The idea of beauty is ebony  The last am on my balcony    Forever people suffer in silence  Always and forever drifting to dark waters  The sand of time, still ominous  As scultured cherubs of the ether  The idea of beauty is ebony  The last am on my balcony    "The am sun, my ebony sun"    Erratic firmament and the perishing clouds  Descending angels, formless divine  To inherit light and silence, so profound  The devlish eyes of the reptile    Here in the environs of heaven  The am sun am outshined one  The idea of beauty is ebony  The last am on my balcony