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As Embers Dress The SkyThe shallow voice of the windCries between these ebony wings The shallow cries of the wind Sing a swansong for mankind Shine on morning skyfire Ablaze this final day The autumnal end, the dawn of man The centuries fade below my feet I soared above them As they worthlessly poured Thought from a chalice As wisdom would flow, Twilight would come to pass Drink oh hallowed cup of life Shine on evening skyfire Paint the sky with the blood of a raven Bereavement, oh garment of ebony As embers dress the dusk of man... |