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Subject: unknown... Author: Ishaan Von Asgard [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:17:20 07/17/01 Tue Walking through the misantropik forest Voices call me as the wind blows from the North Bringing the forgotten thoughts and desires that trespassed The raising silence of my soul From blackned skies the wind travels through time Bringing the wisdom beyond myths and ancient rites Of a thousand souls that vanished the circle of the infinite silence Descreating the spirits who kept the seal of eternity Even in my deepest sleep I hear The melancholikal words of a warrior Searching for the old thoughts to find The misterious way to the Hall of wishes where the lost souls Shall meet the ascending veils of darkeness By the hands of thee, immortal one Agony and dispair runs through my head Trying to find the infinite silence Wandering in the garden of the cursed ones Where the wings of the night shines In my old miserability Pensamentos e desejos obscuros Levaram aqueles que vagueavam Pelo jardim dos amaldiçoados A encontrar o manto da escuridão Através dos seus mitos e antigos rituais Ficando para sempre presos pela agonia e perdidos No desespero... E eu que procuro o silencio infinito Através do vento que me sussurra O caminho por antigos pensamentos que me levarão Ao corredor dos desejos onde poderei finalmente entrar no portal E assim abrir o selo da eternidade... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]