Come carry me into summerfall grace
Please cover me with the snow-white lace
Come see me fly over dark endless walls
And touch my skin with your pale frozen face
No senses yet are awakened in me
No feelings yet have I buried inside
So far, so deep in my source of unease
So deep, so dark, will it ever proceed?
Come seize my soul with your solemn delight
And fill me up with the dark extasy
Create the scene for the wastelands of bright
To wash away with the waves of your sea
Summerfall Grace
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