I am looking among the twilights
(meaning and) the source of the earth's breaths - memories
I am looking among the ancient histories of silence,
The silence of these forests unconquered by time.
But where is the end? days
Where strength lies
The pleasure of suffering
The fullness of desire
There is a gentle light
A bloody tear of the horizon
Where Death dies
A scream tears the twilight
An ancient call
Sounds
It flows down gently
A bloody tear beyond the horizon

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