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Winterframes

from Black Sewage by Dark Opera

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FOG!!!

HE WASN’T SORRY, THIS IT
THE FOG WAS SUCH A MASK
BEHIND WHICH AT ONCE DISAPPEAR
EMERGE FROM A THIKNESS OF DARK…
HE WALKED THROUGH THE FOG
BEETWEEN A THOUSAND BLACK TORN WALLS
TO THE SHOULDER OF A CHILD
AND CALL HER NAME IN A WHIFF A TERRIFIED
AND MAKING HER RUN AWAY WITH A GLANCE
DANCING THROUGH THE SILENT WAVES
WHEEZING OF PLEASURE AND SUFFERING…

THE SUN SHALL TURN TO DARK
INSIDE THE LUNAR LIGHT
SOMETIMES I SEE A GHOST OF ME
DROWNING THROUGH THE PAST
ONE DAY I WILL BE FREE
WINTERFRAMES…

THE OIL LAMP HANGING FROM THE CEILING
PICTURES OF NIGHTMARES BORN FROM THERE
STORM OF SADNESS CLEANSE MY WINGS
THIS IS THE LAST DAWN I WILL SEE
THERE IS NO TIME TO LOSE
MORNING IS STILL TOO FAR
THE SUN SHALL TURN TO DARK
INSIDE THE LUNAR LIGHT
EVERYTHING’S SO REAL, I DON’T DISAPPEAR
EVERY TIME THIS YEAR
TO TAKE ONE MORE LIFE THAT CAN BE NEAR…

SOMETIMES I SEE A GHOST OF ME
DROWNING THROUGH THE PAST
ONE DAY I WILL BE FREE
WINTERFRAMES…

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from Black Sewage, released January 1, 2007

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