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Dreams of Soul

In the dark world apart

Where flowers are born no more

We live in eternal sleep

Under magic circles

tears still fall

The winds still blow

forgotten land, lost children

Musical notes

the melancholy hymns

our tears are like the mists in winter

always decadent

the distant flight

the whispered corner

the tolling of the bells

the decadent look

Sad Man

Murderous soul

Kharma feeds

Disseminates nostalgia