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  winds of a dying dream, a tempest unveiled
  again arcane rain fell - cold, sorrowful and so frail
 O, those weeping times, all of  life's a lie
 An endless torrent of  tears' o behold my cry
 
 The affliction of a stained creation becometh my 
  is the light - touching the buried again
 O, this  of loss always present within me
  into the obscure I wish I now could soar
 
  though he stole my pride - I stand above his lies
 Even though  oceans cried - and sailed them far and wide
 ...my star shall  shine
 
 Drifting endlessly deep in  streams;
 The inharmonious looms
 In my doleful ocean lies the love  lost...
 ...for  my sorrow
 
 Devour my soul as I enter the  and cold
 Fallen from heaven's  - god's vengeance unfolds
 This scenery of loss, a ruined empire  dismay;
  pathway of decay leading afar and always astray.
 
 Even though he stole my pride - I  above his lies
 Even though I oceans cried - and sailed  far and wide...
  star shall ever shine
 
 "Homage he has from all -  none from me...
 I battle it against him, as I battled in highest heaven -  all eternity,
 And the unfathomable gulfs of  and the interminable realms of space,
 And the  of endless ages... all, all, will I dispute"