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There is an invisible thread that binds everything, thin and fragile.
I must have cut it, because I hear the song of the leaves and the wind
But I cannot feel them.
Though, if it was called Spirit, God, or self-deceptive hope
Then I have no regrets.
Screams echo within the forest.
Dort, auf einer dunklen Lichtung,
tötet Apollo Dionysus.
Doch während er weiter rein,
kalt und steril bleibt,
antworten die Sterne nicht mehr.
There, in a dark clearing,
Apollo kills Dionysus.
Yet, while he remains pure, cold and sterile,
The stars no longer answer.)
And all Light is now made from Ghosts
Distant, obsolete, fading pages
Calling me to Join.
I run towards the river of my dream
All that is, was and will be.
It is gushing with Blood, true and vengeful
Pulling me, towards an inward spiral
Leading into the Heart of the Earth.
Yet, here I shall forever Hold.
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