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Yearning for days of yore
(in elysian daydreams)
Burn with a fatal gloss
(a confounding mirror of souls)
Dance with the winterwinds
(in thy visions so sanguine)
Glance upon Stygian streams
(where lies hidden a pale secrecy)

Hark...
lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was

Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis, ergo solum da requiem

Sworn to a secrecy
(an arcanum devotee)
Mourning a life with thee
(a descendance of watery argentine)
Trance of thy frailty
(endure the exsanguine)
Glance beyond closed eyelids
(the conundrum of all mysteries)

Hark...
lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was

Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis, ergo solum da requiem

...in elysian daydreams
...a confounding mirror of souls
...in thy visions so sanguine
..where lies hidden a..

Crossing in life...my heart
with silver in times...I'm weak..

Crossing in life...
My heart with silver in times...
I'm weak... too weak...

Wan circling skies
secretes...silvering sorrow
Precious to me Aphelion
Thou are the fields where we wither still

Exhaust in thy waning world
(My Aphelion)
on a broken mirror
where the veils of night and day seems as one
May thy lids gather again
on a vast and frail crusade
Invigoration of pain pervation this time

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