Engulfed within somnolence
Submerged within chimera
In isolation I wander
The beauty of oblivion
To the place of my sepulcher
Obstructing my path Elegant yet perverse
To follow that before me
So blindly I durst
Visions of all I desire came The penalty for such treasure
These gifts I could obtain
Like flowers beneath the frost
By temptation weakened
In your world I could not remain
Fantasy was mine to live Anon it was ended
I realized not my loss
Anon it had begun
I awaken after every dusk
Never revealed is the sun
Now in perpetual somnolence
Submerged in chimera
In immortal isolation I wander
To the fulfilled I am cursed
To the place of my sepulcher Elegant yet perverse
To the deprived blessed
Shall I find my rest?.
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