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Broken Mirrors To The StarsAs the moon crests the top of the cloud lineAnd illuminates the world, bathed in dark I stare into the other realm, through shadow Through smoke and blackened ash I gaze Through broken mirrors I look to the stars Hatred flows through my veins, infernal As the last vestiges of love and life burn away Sorrow desecrates the heart that beats As I long to fade away through twilight Through broken mirrors to the stars As the world outside my window Is plunged into a deathlike silence A black requiem for the coming of dusk Honed by the baying of night time beasts Honouring the coming hour of night As the air grows cold I hear them The sounds of misery and sadness Penetrating the blanket of night time Their moonlit laments flowing down To where I stare up into the stars waiting As the moon crests the tops to the cloud line The time has come for me to depart from it To join the other world, through shadow Through blood, tears and blackened ash Through broken mirrors to the stars |