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Beneath those velvet skies,
Lies a certain story of emptiness
Once of which hope and love,
The feeling of completeness.
The feeling of pure eerie and abyss,
In the chill of the winterly nights
The world shadows upon you
In the ivory curl of the mountains
Everything is coming to an end
The start of attachment,
The guilt of the undeemed.
The ignorance of a pure heart,
And the evil punishers of hell
The passage leads on through these skies,
The darkness of beautiful.
