Clockwork Spirit - Wall of Sleep | Текст песни

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A visage - of most perverse kind
In wicked slumber seen
Risen from dread dream and dazed of its lure
I of its throe would escape

Yet drained of will I'd succumb again
Stirred awake in weird scenery
Twin moons above a city of sleep
Devoid of life and drenched in enmity

Awakened with desire anew
Cruel I would shape this waking dream
With the simplest of gestures to wield very death
Drunken from the joy of demise

I walked the very earth with the reaper beside me
Not a soul to stand in my path

The night is my anvil - As Darkness dictates
And my iron the sphere of this earth - Heed! subsistence - temper, yield
Forged in the hearth of searing stellar flame
A mirthless conviction to uncreate

And on twilit shores I lifted my eyes to the skies
Awed by the deathless firmament
Now mine

Harkened to the voices in the wind concealed
I followed the cob stones of mad symmetry
Uneuclid the towers and dismal its shapes
I entered - with fear burning inside of me

Yet in fear a strange strength is to be found within
I embraced it and instantly it took to flame
In my outcry of terror, the walls echoed in unity
Now a king to reign in cosmic insanity

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