The Evening - The Evening | Текст песни

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• The Evening
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Of trifles and solitudes the sun goes down
Being profiled by dark narrow fissures
As only water and the air can flow
Until where the melted soul even dozes

Beyond the mist is where the past lies
I remain there lost as an eternal flame

Beyond the mist is where the past lies
I remain there lost as an eternal flame
Flaming to the wind that drags every night
The oblivion rain of the silent sky

…and I am lost in the soft suffering
Where the souls dance and they fall under the sea
Where all scars dry off with new tears
I always die in the cold crowning of the night