Surrounded by disquiet Call from depth of soul Flare up an utter battle A storm coming from North Clouds come to blows Fighting till the death Approaching fear Wipe off memories Heaven opens wide Vortexes gathered at once Every cloud form up Of a martial host In the sky, on the ground Frenzied wind, thunder. s roar Everywhere raging & droning Bright like day shafts abroad Breams of clouds stand on end Water streams and sheaves of fire Symbols of the commencement Fall upon a sinful ground Spirits of the night Celebrating wedding Winds are whistling melodies For their eerie dances Lost among a routine Experience trampled in filth Might of false and flattery Revive inferior dreams Final symphony of sounds Proclaims downfall of the world Burning hot temptation. s thorns Thrust remains of abandoned soul Falling through the emptiness From enormous crag of reverie Blinded by a pitch darkness Disappeared in yawning abyss Heaven battle flare up Everything around screaming Drawing near a great wrath It. s reflection - inner fear
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