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...
