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Shroud of FrostUndying odyssey... a myriad of timesThe soul has seen Through eyes of heaven The imperium of earth Nothing left to perceive Help me to escape from this existence I yearn for an answer... can you help me? I'm drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams In somnolent illusion... I'm paralysed Infinity distraction A pious human disorder Blind to passage of souls Conclusion from one remembrance Help me to escape... Transfixed... I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost. In a forlorn stupor I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet no one is here. Detached from reality, in the Knowing of dreams, we know the entity of insuing agony waits to clasp us in its cold breast, in an empty room. We awake and it's true. I dreamt of the sun's demise, awoke to a bleak morning. In the emptiness I behled fate for the dead light is a foretelling of what will be... I saw a soul drift from life, through death, and arrive at Elysian fields in welcoming song. Yet I stand in a dusk-filled room despondently watching the passing of the kindred spirit... and there is no song... just a delusion of silence. |