A / Aura / In sylvan enchantment
To reap this bitter harvest From the wound that never heals These hollow veins, the toxic nodes of man Disease twines therein
Left me in sylvan enchantment Where chlorophyl burned my skin The blind fool that held so dear the memory Afraid to let the darkness in
Inferno! Thus heaven fell tonight Burning arbors Of Bone and Sinew Contorting skeletons of peace and virtue -corruption heralds the new dawn Yes, arborescent we stand tall under the firmament And sigh under the cold winds of change
Scorned and strained, arms outstretched towards the heavens Misericorde - uncrown the self- claimed kings
Behold the Architects of aeon-dead worlds, Blindness leads, when weaving (their) ways divine
Redirect evolutionary paths from Cyclopea to Dystopia
"Leave me in sylvan enchantment Where chlorophyl disintegrates my skin Must let go so bitter the memory and let this darkness in"
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