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Aldebaran is above horizon, crimson setting azure dyed to dark
Firs paint their portrait in the light of now visible stars The nightly wings of Byakhee, for I saw their ghastly spread The portress of nightside unleashed, child of Assatur roams free Scythe dark sways and the beast revels Hearken to whispering brook, the headwaters speak Proclaiming the preys fall The nightly wings of Byakhee, for I saw their ghastly spread The portress of the nightside unleashed, Dark ardentour supreme within Moon towards, now crescent, Night reaching the acme Rays pale as descant of death and the preys hearts are crying Shadows lunar cast upon the rain, taste the sweetest sores the day bled This sight vested as moonlight holt made me forget the pain "Still the village sleeps, but in the morning horror is to be revealed" Sun awaking owls aviso sent to warn me, With moon I'll be gone... |
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That night when the lake was stormy and the waves unleashed the horror
The street of onyx shone no more and the walls of Sarnath were torn Calamity befell in that starless night, destruction of nomads false pride The last dance of Sarnath Once the sons of Ib reveled, before the face of rising Nanna Wherefrom they came in veiling fog the great lake carried with'em The last dance of Sarnath After them came the wandering nomads and built the Sarnath next to Ib With despise in their heart Ib was soon attacked But after the thousand years, vengeance upon feeble ones Sarnath lying ruined under the rising sun |
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[Part I: To Dream]
The sun is setting now This summery bathe in moonlight Veiled like starlit plateau of Leng Now as the pour approaches And the wind has breathed the last mementos Of winter, nether streams awake vaporous And summernight is vested These paths are abandoned Only moon dancing on the bordering stones Like arms twisted by pain The top of the firs create a shelter to old river And the mist is filled with silvery column Now the sixth fullmoon is on the increase And the cromlech awakes Here, the hidden point in horizon Grows... Trans neptunian dreams descend And I lay myself to rest... [Part II: Through The Cavern Of Flame] To the cavern of fire Where the seven hundred steps Lead to Enchanted Wood I pass The open is desolate Wind as only wanderer... Hay sways like moonlit sea And the torn answers The strange game of colours begins And the stars sheen rhythm Kadath opened, The feast of silhouettes I yearn to enter.. To feel, to know From the towers painting I learn... A painting of time, spiral portal to Timetales of eternity Humans fate revealed... |
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Of the ambience, of the poem...
It darkens my soul to revel with the beast of alter ego Blind belief... Burning in the aura of our satanic inspires Just a river Flow of the pleasures we trap inside Passing by in the endless seas of sadness... |
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