[ Stairway To Mine Soul, Pt.7 - Starless Avenue To The Light ]
Such night of shrouded tears
In which moments cameth into wine ov weeping satires...
I heard the silence playing it's melodies
Mine name, by which I hath marched
Is being claimed to such ires;
Facing thine tenuous miseries...
An ecstacy ov putrid sanity;
I sensed behind the curtains ov night
Where love and quest ov wisdom,
Benighted mine ascending might...
Such declarations ov truth, I hath candid
And monologues ov duality, I proclaimed
Hark! All beings ov weakness and might
Upon the avenue of freedom, I truely hath smite
For the ponderer ov night I faithfuly am
And through power ov all wickedness, and insanity;
I hath mine pestilential fight that ran...
A righteous beam ov porcelain,
Yet not extinguished
Attemped to approach mine solitude
Disclosing such fragile innocence ov mystery
Flames, then, by which mine awarness hath been smitten
Arose from where nothing seemed to be frightened;
That through a lunatic existence, raged!
Called mine name, dispassionately...
I marched forth into thine quiet radiance;
Tasting the wine of purity!
A moonless road... A starless avenue to the light,
Bathing such answers ov rejuvenating rite...
That suddenly, came to exist!
And carried me;
Where no man seemed to be enlightened or right!
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