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chrysalis
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This tale fascinates
So that the air vibrates
And the reality veil
Lifts to show the tale

There was a girl of flight
Invisible to sight
Her presense only felt
In wind blows while they melt

And those with open mind
That subtly sense the hind
Enchanted petrify
And then forever die

Her wild magic glance
In gentle wind seen once
Dements, the legends say
And carries soul away

Once shepherd that passed by
Felt his flute music fly
A goddess saw his eyes
Of thousand butterflies

His spirit rose and flew
On wind, into the blue
In his head music span
Delirium began

Enchanted was the maid
The shepherd didn't fade
When she with icy breath
Was filling him with Death

But glared with Life and hence
With Strength and with the Sense
When passed away, above
He filled her with the Love

And down she had flown
And found him of stone
And looked in lively once
Now extinct stone glance

Her blow enveloped him
Her magic glance went dim
And on the earth in dell
With bitter drops she fell

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Song
It brings me forth
Brings me high
Teaches to fly
Long
Have I set still
The harmony to fill
My heart takes shape
For which I’m ready to die
Angel voices join
Sprung from the loin
Of the wind spirit
Feel it, hear it?

Epiphany
Divine polyphony
All my dreams tell me.

Wave
Of harp sound
In stillness found
Me and touched deep
Slave
Of the Beauty
Of Brahma’s sleep
Which I must keep
And through/out all rains and sunlights weep
Sacred songs entwined
For a man the Grace to find
Voice of the wind spirit
Feel it, hear it?

Epiphany
Divine polyphony
All my dreams tell me.

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Comfort in darkness around and inside
In candlelight, in which I hide
Singing a song of the Beauty to me
Dreaming of far lands in which to flee
Shadows and shades in fusion scare
Oh, how I love this nightmare!

Sweet sorrow spilt on my lips
Breath of touch on my fingertips
Sinking sensation nearing the flight
Fall. Into the lair of the night

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Over the misty mountains
Down in the sea
I drown and then I rise renewed to see
The moon, the sun, the wind, the earth, the incarnation of me and you, the love, the soul, the scent and sound, the life and the light

And then I go along my road
To find the missing part
To comprehend, to find and fight
For what it is my heart
For something true, for solitude, for nature equilibrium I knee in the name of universal harmony

And soon appears there
He who brings despair
I come forth and stand
And fight for what I dare
To mow the evil down, take off its gown of fear and hopelessness, nobility express, unite our rage to disengage

And today the tongues of fire
Of war heave to the skies
Blood is spilt, and hate, and guilt
Over the field Deathe flies
The final war, the fate I bore to shield the world we all adore that could be no more of light. May it be a fight!
(inspired by Celtic Dreams - Warriors)
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chrysalis
о, спасибо!)
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