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Last rays of sunlight tear the veil
Between vision and reality
As fires light the autumn skies I feel
Borders of my mind reaching beyond me

The rational steps aside
From the dreams I can no longer hide
As welkin dances in moonlight´s glare
In front of revelations my mind lays bare

The piercing pain and its veiled hate
Of what was broken by misery of fate
No longer more than words a mime
It troubles me united with the sublime

And now I see

The shadows and reflections
Elusive shapes and projections
The vision vortex is arising

Gazing to a mirror
Scrying with a transcendent stare
Future´s frontier is nearer
As ancestors their wisdom share
Amids the shadow´s dance
Ruined cities and barren land
A grim prophecy within a glance
Of a future to be painted with a burning hand

Teared eyes through Aeons
Eyes filled with terror stare at me
As at the spectre of Death
Casting me out from vision divine

The mirror´s image stops my breath -
That burning hand is mine.

Trembling I hit the ground
Laying still as in my burial mound
Soon rays of Sun will repair the thin veil they every night tear
And the Vision fades at the break of day

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