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A horde of black shadows

Is sliding over the pasture

Their dry eyes cannot see

How deadly they are

In their glass bottles they capture

Youthfull dreams

Sincere words

Loving strokes

Fellows of a black sun

Sun

Fellows of a black sun

Stand still

And have a close look

At where this road leads

See the first cause

The very spring

Right in front of you

In front of you

Still confused

Left out

Shells full of misconceptions

Frozen souls breathing in

Let the music of other's laugh