As we are sent away, out of the Dreaming
We’ll get lost in mundane space these minutes,
Until the ravens will sing again to our fate,
And bad omens will destroy silence in their wake.
Aerial drums on the cymbals, turning
Wheels to defeat sanity, as the joy kept burning.
But show me the dark that’s lurking,
Behind your humanity,
I was left no choice for I kept climbing
The stairs into the shifting realm,
My feathered friend, by knowledge whelmed
Rising higher, wings unbent,
Without your permission or dissent,
My life gives away into the Dreaming,
Spinning galaxies keep gleaming,
Whether it pours or the sun burns bright
I will remember the sweet delight
As one day I’ll take Death by the hand,
To walk forever along the paths of the cosmic night
No heaven or promising hell in sight,
But the freedom of the dreams
And the soft touch of a Kiss
From the eternal abyss;
An ankh’or to our core,
Ready to ride the Path once more.
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