A Terrible Trance
I saw the radiance of reality fading away,
the little stars were silent at night,
Cloud stole the rays of moonlight...
Dusk and dawn shared shades of gray.
In the midst of a furnace was a fountain,
my desires dried up on the platter of pain
never to be wet by dewdrops or rain...
Alas, there was a mansion on the mountain.
The arrow of our candle-light sparkles,
roses and rythym roused our room.
Love at first-night burst out in bloom...
My enslaved heart lost its shackles.
Vengeance was born by repentance,
regret was something I had to forget...
Losses are lost, I found an asset;
it was all a mirage, a terrible trance.
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