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The glia cries for my longing
It wants to embrace me
Looking at her now
I don't know where I belong
The glia cries for my longing
I pray desperately
Let us unite in one
Forever as before
You have flowers of stars In the accursed storm,
Thousands of carrion rotted around my crown.
Thousands of dreams kissed me on my livid forehead,
Sour waves in arid wasteland deceived me.
My sword is broken and my sword...
Between runic lips .
Every dream is lost in branches
By a funeral wreath, strangled
And the call of the earth,
the silence of time.
A terrible wail of longing
...for my longing.
But then it appeared, and in the soul the storm was raging,
And then I hear how cries for me the fierce glia,
Screaming harshly, high under the cross the repulsive wail,
leaving behind a terrible shrill sound I have been a prisoner in living death. they say
And now, when I despair,
I only want one more thing.
Ending my life and austere torment
Maybe in the coffin I will smile!
Full storms oppress me
Smiling ironically incessantly,
Their song now pours
Over my unfinished painting.
Ragged and gray the sky appears
Strangling me with the old wind.
Necrotic pierces the violet
With my unfulfilled dream.
Where the dawn ends
It is my future and my place
Above me stand the blood of the clouds
And overwhelm me it's the flood
The pendulum is shaking
For the last time
The key in the clenched fist
I'm going down to the ground
And that, with me, the darkness disappears forever