I want to unburry my smiles from the dust of Kachikau covals;
I want to whistle hope beyond the edge of Life's coarseness,
I want to wade again through that last forenoon's tasteless waters,
I want to plunge in to the humid darkness and embosom the future.
So i betrayed time to the lower bounds of unanswered prayers,
I reversed time to south back again that strange voyage
To beat back smiles of flaming times,
And again, walk again miles towards the fallen nights.
I want to wall my thirst against life's high hopes,
I want to heal my life
And be better than the reflection i see on that cheval-glass
Unlike fallen angels i want to tremble not before God's face,
I want to bewitch my conscience to salvation's sealed space
All i want; to die not!
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