Lament
The winds howl
on a darkened sky,
purple clouds that rain
above my head,
and in my eye
streaks of tears and laments.
The winds howl
and clouds go by,
stars shine upon my
enlightened senses
of disbelief that cry,
bitter tears
fall from my eyes,
growls of pain and lament.
Oh hearken now
to me the voice
to me the vice, the noose
the choice...
oh hearken now
in the howls of the wind...
(I'm lost within myself)
A darkened night,
a darkened wood
a darkened soul.
In the winds it goes,
I loose myself in it,
I try to find a scent,
a glimpse, a hope
in my lament.
Watching the flow of the leaves
and the wind through the trees,
the falling snow
and the falling tears...
the silence that battles
with the howl of the wind.
Hearken, oh hearken...
I am lost in this torment,
listen to my lament...
Apeteceu-me.
Lament
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