As the nightfall brings the fear of darkness
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The strange and magical type of the beauty
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The splendid tone of silence
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Find the road of my heart
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I remember a big solitary state
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So close to the incandescence
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Oh hot southwest wind
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Burried to the internal of my dreaming
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World, I bring to my face the icon
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The fearfull damnation that I had invoked,
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Extinguished impressions
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The sighs take her shape, cause the
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Spirit of love governs and reigns
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Burning, the most humiliation worship
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For reasons that they will be known
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Into the sky, the pale gods with the faged winds
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From Egypt many inauspiciouses as the reflection
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Of a reverie, an etherial sight that will bring
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You to the trance
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Round the sleepless souls of virgins
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Into the lake of the swans
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Voluptuous simplicity of the line
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Triumph of the heavenly beauty
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Oh holy light, the speritualism and the delicacy
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Of the greek pattern, it doesn't exist
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More godless beauty than this
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The fire of the black love
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Far away from the death, Abyss
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Who is the giver of our life?
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Deep red, the invitation of flowers earned
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The occultica love, imagination, angels watch them
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As they dance into the centuries eternal sorrow
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Where the trees climb to the abrupt raviness, rivulets
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Are purling
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I sit down and imagine the old secrets
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Everything are now desert,
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Is something that you believe
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Something from the kingdom of imagination
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Something that the morbid nights, the dreams become uneasy
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The dark forests, the secrets of the deep with the legend,
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Old oceans will become one
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Come out from the darkness,
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the damp hot mold purpose to the Dawn's dew
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Vulptuous Simplicity Of The Line
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| On Thorns I Lay |
