Nocternity When The Horizon Is Just A Legend
Towards daily duty drowsy I go Even before the sun to his own attends When cold winds blow and whistle with sorrow The very last moments before night ends. With only the moon to witness my doom Bound to come soon in this night of Autumn Litten by scarce streetlights, with their shy glow That dares not shed its beam too far, the land Lies covered by such thick fog one now vows That the horizon is but a legend. With only the moon to witness my doom Bound to come soon in this night of Autumn In these moments before the fog dispels When the sky blurs and dyes all blue at dawn Building a bridge between worlds parallel And we breathe deep the clouds, which are still down My body follows to the sunny hell Yet in spirit, in this magic I drown While routine shall keep my now empty shell With the mists my soul shall forever dwell...
