sábado, 2 de março de 2013
the great feast
they sound the golden trumpets
announcing the messeger's arrival
they come from the other sunset
to choose the fortunate converted
through forests of azure
and beauty you can't measure
purple butterflies
take away the loose will to try
dead leaves fall like water from clouds
crawling all around
like dancing snakes of blue light
slowly and softly they close your eyes
oh drums of the great beat
cheer the clown of benevolent smile
call the piper of drowsy calls
rip my eyes
make me sleep
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