The moon quietly weeps and melts the melancholy sky
Its tears dance across the night
I raise my head, flex my wings, smile with my beak
Soar off once more into the warm, black robes of veiled oblivion
I take the moon into my embrace
And suckle it with my sorrow
The crystal castle of my heart
With a last scented melody, given by a goddess
Shatters, planting broken glass
Through the night of my being
I feel the glass
Burning bright and cold
They form radiant constellations adorning my soul
It will be more beautiful
With such hard won jewels
But I weep with their weight
The unbearably sweet pain of birth sears my heart
It whispers to me
The birth of morning
The sky sheds blood
Grows dark, becomes dead
It grows brighter, giving birth to morning
My soul will live anew
Singing with the flocks of stars
Swimming above the constellations
Of silver pearls, silver rain.
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I would like your opinion on it.
Its tears dance across the night
I raise my head, flex my wings, smile with my beak
Soar off once more into the warm, black robes of veiled oblivion
I take the moon into my embrace
And suckle it with my sorrow
The crystal castle of my heart
With a last scented melody, given by a goddess
Shatters, planting broken glass
Through the night of my being
I feel the glass
Burning bright and cold
They form radiant constellations adorning my soul
It will be more beautiful
With such hard won jewels
But I weep with their weight
The unbearably sweet pain of birth sears my heart
It whispers to me
The birth of morning
The sky sheds blood
Grows dark, becomes dead
It grows brighter, giving birth to morning
My soul will live anew
Singing with the flocks of stars
Swimming above the constellations
Of silver pearls, silver rain.
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I would like your opinion on it.
