Chris Noir

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In the days of flame
I call to the nameless
The ones who have fallen
To the same world that i did.
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Through the veil of waters of sea,
Embraced by an icy mist,
A face with an open mouth i see,
That pierces wounds with light of bliss,
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Close my eyes with the fingers of clay
there will be no bells or chants
No one knows i died today
No one to whom i could repent
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'Look beyond the gallows! ',
said to me a priest,
'for if you repent, your doom you'll prevent,
and you need not fear God in least! '
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'Will there be pity or mercy for my soul,
Will there be the rays ov gold at the pearly gates,
Or is there nothing, nothing after all,
That can save me from the hostility ov space.
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Through the veil of salty rain,
a face gazed upon my soul,
The eyes so warm, yet deep with pain,
Upon my misery of all,
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Realitys good if you know where to look
It sounds like old movie moral cliche
Once that it bends you dare not pretend,
Dreams become real and take you away,
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All the way through sky and land,
Struggles man to understand,
All the tears that taint the face,
Fall down for earth to embrace.
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Look in the eye, the vastness, the space,
Touch the oblivion ov what will become,
And fly with the stars that left no trace,
While dust ov the ages carves us undone.
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Na prijatelja bejah ljut,
Rekoh gnevu, stadoh mu na put,
Na neprijatelja bih gnevan,
Ne rekoh mu, gnev sazreva.
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When empty glasses go to sleep,
And the night falls and so do we,
Follow the only escape,
Down the spiraling stairs
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It has been proclaimed, a drawing on the stone, a wall ov a cave!
It has been foretold, by the ancient scrolls,
Markings on the graves!
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As I turn my head and look,
beyond the thin white curtain of the day,
The sun shines fair, but the road i took,
Through days it goes, noir du jais.
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The night was young
As we wasted the last
Glimpses of conscience
To the void they were fed
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All the craving of this world
Turn to ash before their eyes
The path has been foretold
And it leads to plains of myst.
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As sky was dancing in the warmth,
And world drowned in the midday light
I walked the square in midst of nowhere
And killing the time til 9 pm flight.
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Brought back to the land where sparrows fall like snow,
The embrace ov void through the morning light,
Brought back to the land where no earthly glow,
Casts its blessings down by day or by night.
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Far up North on the
solitary shore,
Far where the clouds fall
with the morning rain.
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pie jesu domine dona eis requiem

I tried to assemble
The pieces of osiris
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