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I dived into the beauty of the descending sun

Behind the growing shadows my route goes on and on.

Cold winds will guide my pathway and light the broken trace

Step further in the darkness and find the hidden place.

The wild winds weep

Across my desert heart

In cloudless climes and starry skies.

In silence I grieve

A cry for relief

Melt water cold tears from my eyes.

On beds of fragrant heather I rest my idle head

The scent of withered flowers awake me from the dead.

Once left the world of mortals I haunt the draughty halls

Forgotten names I whisper an echoe from the walls.

Cursed to climb the summit where I forever roam

A fall into the abyss, a rise up to the dome.

And when you fall in slumber and dew sinks on your hair

My call sounds through the thunder cold rains fall on your lair.

Bury my grave in a desert of stone

The wildest heart shall never decease.

High in the sky, like eagles we fly

But chained to the soil we will cease.