The throbbing thickness of the night,
it wrapped me tightly
and I stayed still
letting it come,
yet trembling from inside.
Surmising the tempest about to rise.
In the amid of that delirious night
I thought saw those amber eyes again
calling from beneath,
from the abyss of that lake.
Yet in vain I stooped to look,
for there's only my reflection
dancing on the surface
...and how ominously it sways.
Waiting for whirlwind
greatest of them all
to purify the world
to smash it into smithereens.
And as the morning comes
there's nothing left to see
Only the placid waters
in which I sleep--
Never to wake up.
it wrapped me tightly
and I stayed still
letting it come,
yet trembling from inside.
Surmising the tempest about to rise.
In the amid of that delirious night
I thought saw those amber eyes again
calling from beneath,
from the abyss of that lake.
Yet in vain I stooped to look,
for there's only my reflection
dancing on the surface
...and how ominously it sways.
Waiting for whirlwind
greatest of them all
to purify the world
to smash it into smithereens.
And as the morning comes
there's nothing left to see
Only the placid waters
in which I sleep--
Never to wake up.
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