I walked along the river,
In need of the land drawer.
I wanted just one answer,
If the heavens were scattered.

On the top of the mountain,
I've seen how vast was my domain.

I know I'll never walk any road,
On the land where it snowed,
Watching the celestial wonders.

The painter of skies was gone
In the voids of aeon.
The land was drawn.

Astral wind floating,
Eternal voids fading,
The land was drawn.

I've seen the colors of the plain.
I've seen the corner of the plain.

Now, all light's gone, as my fading existence,
But it remains a woeful and grim presence,
Wonderful as the rain falling at horizon,
I'm free of my suffocating prison.

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