Earth seems to me a sterile promontory
My arms are burst, for I have embraced the clouds
In the depths of sky blaze, My consumed eyes just see memories of the sun
In vain I tried to find purpose of this land I feel like my wings are broken
Through the dark I escape
Hear my pray, see my pain
Burnt by love of beauty, I honor the sublime
Take my hand, night walking
Give my name to this abyss, Who might be my grave
Be wise and stand quiet, demanded evening
For others concern, for you a peace
Beyond the skies I will rise

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