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