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Aubade for the Cursed Woods and Desvastated Lands

The sadness: My soil is grey and raped, With a black curtain, draped. The wind, like a deep breath, Brought the chaos of Seth. The despair: Extinction... The melancholy: It was along the woods that I felt The beauty of the land which will m...

Behind the Door

It was cold traveling here, Behind the door my sight was clear. When it ended, Everything was grey. These wonderful things I need, I'll find them another day. I was lost in emptiness, And I fell over the loneliness, Behind the heavenly mists. Oppr...

Estsanatlehi, Your Silence Is a Desolation

The melancholy: I sat on the summit of the world, Gazing at the falling dead birds. The sadness: I saw the great loss of life, Your absence is a morbid strife. Hope left us all Once again before the dawn. 

Et Là Emanèrent Les Douces Senteurs De Nos Ames

The ghost: Et alors, où est Eorþ le miséricordieux, Celui que je vénérais comme mon unique dieu ? Il m'a laissé dans une étendue de pâles brumes, Tout comme le corbeau laisse ses noires serres et ses plumes. Cette vie n'a pas de sens. Et alors quelle e...

Garden of Graves

To the grim garden, So cold and frozen, Of the stone graves. The fallen ones, Where the moon darkens, Lie beneath the ivy. In the mists of despair, And fragments of air, Fly some lost souls. I'm walking there, At the edge of nowhere, Enjoying the...

I Wrote Her Name on My Testament

On a dirty parchment, A raven wrote her name. I put my testament In a screaming flame. The feather fell before my feet When came the last night spirit. Above the woeful moon so high, The sweet stars slowly die. My mind is screaming for my internal s...

It Began at the End of a Meaningless Dream

The ghost: My awakening was sweet. Images of the past remains. These paintings under my feet, They call the forthcoming rains. I remember I lived, And my thoughts has derived, Over the landscape before me, Under the mists I always see. The melanch...

My Testament Was Never Found

I walked along the river, In need of the land drawer. I wanted just one answer, If the heavens were scattered. On the top of the mountain, I've seen how vast was my domain. I know I'll never walk any road, On the land where it snowed, Watching the ce...

Serenade for the Broken Path of Doom

The sadness: The liqueur of thoughts Has been burnt in rots. The twilight fades away In a hundred of rays. The melancholy: The twilight fades away In a hundred of rays. The despair: But what remains of our great lands, Is just an ocean of...

So I Walked Through This Land Thinking of What I Am

The melancholy: Lost in the shadows and plains The mountain smiled to my pain. She had the heart of an angel. Her beauty led me to death. The darkness: Her name on my testament, I'm free of any torment. The melancholy: Lost in the shadows and...

That Brought Shining Visions in a Cold Water Stream

The melancholy: I came to where the river ends. The ghost: Images in the white river Were moving fast and slower. They showed me the life that passed, As I'm nothing but a ghost. If this dream was an existence, Then this life was meaningless. The...