The Kaleidoscope of Retreat - text
The undisturbed lucidity of the air
I feel my pulse in my sleep, through dreams that hide within
Each generation has a story to tell
Stripped of our dream we sit down on clouds
And vanish together with the setting sun
We wander and weave our nights together with mornings,
Thoughts strain to hear the voice of life unfulfilled
Deep in the shadow the fear of the invisible appears,
Silence arrives next and sits between us
Once again light crumbles in our hands
Misfortune makes stronger memories than bliss
Sweet dream of satisfaction haunts us no more
We awake full of fears that all we built
Soon will fall apart again
Absorbing light we become light ourselves
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- The Great Blaze
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