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black sunset
The silence drew cold
Spinning flames of resentment
Hurling down the stairwell
The falling vortex
Had now reached the horizon...
A shadow walks in
The past becomes present
A mental hammer rings the bell
The outer world slips
Through the crack in my mind...
Bringing celestial waters
To cleanse the red stained soul
The saving goal
And when you see
From the celestial sea...
The cycle and the twisting tree
The circle and the math of three
Alchemy of the honey bee
Forever we are bound
That life becomes a-round...
Spinning flames of resentment
Hurling down the stairwell
The falling vortex
Had now reached the horizon...
A shadow walks in
The past becomes present
A mental hammer rings the bell
The outer world slips
Through the crack in my mind...
Bringing celestial waters
To cleanse the red stained soul
The saving goal
And when you see
From the celestial sea...
The cycle and the twisting tree
The circle and the math of three
Alchemy of the honey bee
Forever we are bound
That life becomes a-round...
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