| Autummn crawls forsaken and hides,
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| Winter falls, the bell scolds and chides,
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| The spectres and landscapes of ages gone by
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| Through the lifeless, lustred raven’s eye
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| Shadowed, dark, the old Pagan shrine,
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| Pale and stark, the cold mists of time,
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| The Dragon’s claw Mandrake reflections of mine,
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| In the lifeless, lustred raven’s eye
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| Faithless the creed you don’t want to believe
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| In that place so serene,
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| Mother Nature redeemer,
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| Fate cast the seed you don’t want to receive
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| Cull what’s left, keep the dream inside
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| Embers of the last Beltane sky,
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| Recaptured like memories the day that I die,
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| In the lifeless, lustred, raven’s eye
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| Faithless the creed you don’t want to believe
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| In that place so serene,
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| Mother Nature redeemer,
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| Fate cast the seed you don’t want to receive
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| Cull what’s left, keep the dream inside
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| Keep the dream alive… |