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Dull afternoon sky, the sun is setting
I awake, to the grey heavy mist
The wind howling through, I feel ill
Convulsing, I spew black vomit on the floor

I see her disfigured face in the reflection
For a moment, was she real?
Staggering away to the farthest corner
A room I have long forgotten bares the aura
Dark crimson silhouettes, there in black
Cauldron hot

My Sabbath, My Witches Sabbath
He orchestrates them, howling chants to the wind
Without thought nor purpose, I enter what lies within
bones broken and bent over, I lie within

A last glimpse of my fragile body, disappearing down
The room has gone quiet, the witches and the goat no longer here
There she is, she has risen where I died
Still so beautiful, is she mine?
I hold her once

Endless ecstasy in the wake of each still moment,
Collective soul mistress of my dreams

Her beauty my everything, I'll go peacefully knowing shes mine
In a dream, I once thought life to be the fantasy,
Memories of space and time

So weightless I am walking upon the clouds of a dense forest
How high to ascend, enormous imperial eagles seare through the sky
Reaching the highest temple, tall gold statues glisten in the radiant sun
Where the eternal souls truly reside.

Ripped back down through the clouds, I brace for impact.

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