| At last, I can feel it, the burning sky over me.
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| Am I falling or rising from this garden of suffering?
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| This endless agony will be always present
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| In this strange dance with my destiny.
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| The vast eternity touches my soul,
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| As the light that haunt me fades away…
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| Tears of blood feeding my hate
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| To that place of pain, that once was my fate.
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| For my Desire I cry… your Desire…
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| I cry for my Desire…
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| Thorns of trust in these moments of hidden pain,
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| Thoughtless sadness, yet so vain…
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| This yearning and painful farewell,
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| Will be endlessly heartfelt.
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| I cry for my Desire…
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| Ancient desires arrested in flesh,
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| Now and forever left behind,
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| I cry for my Desire…
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| Will be tirelessly and always remembered
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| To the last of the pleasures given.
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| I cry for my Desire… I cry…
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| My soul will be always grateful to the wordly pain and love.
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| But soon as I fall asleep, alone in this sinful sky,
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| I wish I went so far as my wings can fly…
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| I die… I cry…
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| So bring next to me, that Crow of immortality… |