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Echoes Beyond Darkness

The visions swept my mind ever so constantly
Promising a new dawn upon every now and every then
Time seem lengthen amid the path of ancient mystery
And I was nevermore the poetic soul of a carefree man

Dawn begone and along came night
Where dusk belong, await till fade for yet a dawning light
Whichever the moment, the visionary actment flares bright
And soon the non-listed, will be penned the word for the listed Knight

As remembered, The Ancients is an age world beyond reasons
Not a living breath can penetrate the living dead of stale air
The seas waves the richest of blood, outliving the timeless seasons
Be any warrior who walks, is the loneliest of lonesomeness to bear?

Came was whence a sleep, I befall into a dream
The first ever to forever haunt my every other forthcoming day
Introducing to me, an unforgiving tomb of yonder reins
Where till now, the idea of a single breath I’m willing to part away

I needed guidance to shelter me from despair
Will unrealized comfort be of welcome peace for the weak?
Let me be awaken to a forgotten place beyond nowhere
Be yet a night once again, as I teared my sinful eyes to sleep

{There was the glow from the twin moons that night
Casting the world of The Ancients its only promising light
And it was not a dream to be… it cannot be?
For it was too real a truth of a realism engiven to see
It was a distinctive difference of the pure and the impure
Memories of once seen, was it after or was it before?
I remembered an ever-greenness which then only seem dead since forever
A Cathedral as well, beyond recognition yet somehow familiar
I dare not think how time stands the moment it was then
I dare not to think an immortal may well be dead upon the sand
Beyond all doubt, here resided the Befallen Angel of Dreams
And how could this be I wondered again, from a time once ushered in
A gush of wind has only to blow the stench of death amongst the air
Enhancing an unmistaken truth more vividly to bear
Staggering to the front of the Cathedral’s entrance in disbelieve
I pondered for certainty to either enter or somehow to leave
Decidedly, I make my way through and into the darken chamber beyond
And no more were the candles a guided flare for the path along
Finally, the door to her rest I came forth, unseen but felt
Into the unknown I entered, of confusion enrooted must be dealt}
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