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Silver Wings

 

Silver Wings

(الألبوم: Forgotten Days - 2020)


Silver wings circle
Portents of a strange past returning
Over bones of crippled behemoths
I tread through the mire

In the mists, I can feel it
Looming as a vulture
Eyes fall upon me
Searching, shifting in judgement

So small, so weak...
Pale in the dimming light of æons
Near the river, I see it
Jet black and silent

Approaching, I'm diminished
By mysteries of 10,000 ages

I cannot remember
From where I came
And I cannot remember
Who I once was

The slow march of time
Turns even the greatest of triumphs
To nothing, nothing more than sand
Washed into the infinite sea

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