There had winds arise They made clouds so dark In the storm-sky In the black mirk Then they had stripped up Drowsy fields of grass And prophetic stars Fall from sky Open to me gates Let me know the secrets Or will weakly fall Three of Universe Waiting is my life Under snow of ash Like this blood red River my flow Veiled dream prophetic Will occurs like shadow In the abysstime It will vanish from the life I see blood On the grass I see blood In the blaze There had winds arise They made clouds so dark In the storm-sky In the black mirk Then they had strip up Drowsy fields of grass And prophetic stars Fall from sky
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