In mist we stand,
In floating ghostly lights…
The world seems dead,
Reminding what we are.
With gloom in my heart…
In strange winds i'll disappear…
Harmony in gloom…
Breathing the haze -
Like absorbing the ancient fear.
Something is near -
Lurking in tree maze.
In strange winds i'll disappear.
In mist we stand,
The sky's eternal pale.
In mind dream's web
The darkness will remain.
With gloom on my mind…
Harmony in gloom!
The darkness will remain…
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