I feel greed, ungracious oath
through current flows, through solitude
your stroke my cheek, this weird voice
a mistry night where my lute cries
This distant sounds they flee from me
conceil my dread, black nebula
I may observe the pouring rain
perpetual wind they groan...
Irresolute they blow asleep
the curse the torch-lights scare
they bring along the hoaring chimes
timidity sneers in your face
Extinguish the submissive light
shining through the exit of obscurity
I light the frozen fervor with my breath
nourishing the ancient fire
shettered in the lonely, tepid sphere
percipice into afflication
I`m walking through unvisible gates
taking up the burden of ferocity
the twilight atones for cries
warm sunbeams take refuge
I roam through the meadow
I search the execrable dawn
I ravere the fersome side
crown of thorns adorn my soul
Words we sow and cries we reap
cold will bloom, but will it pass...