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The soul falls on the horizon

The shivering sun,

The storm

Death carries it away

Towards vertical skies,

That no time penetrates,

And that no nightmares imagines.

the void seizes the night,

that your phantom governs

When the clouds

immolate themselves,

Under the decapitated

mountains.

And the trees of great ages,

Dive their roots

Where crackles, noise,

My solitary heart.

Look at this carmine red sky

rising in the black of your eyes

Blinding us with the night

hat comes out

of its gaping mouth

Letting out the sleeping

monsters of our worst

nightmares