Текст песни Apocalypse Kisses, Commemorating My Summer Solstice - Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio
The
crescent
was
red
and
transition
was
dying
For
an
instant
forgotten
and
my
moon
would
be
gone
The
night
was
resplendent
and
today
was
incessant
I
closed
my
eyes
and
my
crescent
was
gone
Who
is
he,
who
extinguishes
fire?
It
is
I,
It
is
me
Who
is
she,
who
resolves
in
devotion?
It
is
you,
It
is
me
History′s
ever
and
the
patterns
are
ceaseless
Recurrence's
my
sentence
and
failure′s
my
crop
I
vanquish
myself
with
a
sword
of
abortion
Thence
torpid
I
rest
in
miscarriage
alone
Who
is
he
who
ruins
desire?
It
is
I,
It
is
me
Who
is
she
who
awakens
the
fire?
It
is
you,
It
is
me
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