Wake up on threshold of the forest, Although the magic dreams have not pass, Consciousness it was, from now to the end of days, I will gain the knowledge about things within fraction of second!
Contour of face… That don't belong to years unnamed… I will search for heal from the roar of Aeons!
In gale of thunder and agony screams, I will avoid stone carved roads and bridges.
And the night will breed the undisclosed fear in me. Cause I desired to gaze behind the curtain of time…
And know the name, out of this world, I wanted to see the visage foreign for Aeons. Now I know that one, I desired to meet, Infiltrates me now…
Intoxicated by opium, To banish dreams. Whispering spells to take back his sight, Trying to catch the breath. In smoke of incense To search for sunlight in darkness of night.
Oh, Ibn Khalikan, Life is progressing carcass, You have proofed it first…
I will stare into bottomless abyss Hiding from the dream, afraid of His eyes… I have no might over my flesh, And I know that death is just… the beginning!
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