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...Zarathustrian and eternal battle of day and the night, saw i: i saw the agonic horror of the skyy starlights running away in the black, running away from me: the black, and notwithstanding...
Notwithstanding, this Herald in us all to see; this little songbird at the edge of dawn, you know: he does love us, love you; and yet...
...For the nocturnal terror and the tears in our black mirrors and even the black to prevail not.
Notwithstanding.
Once upon a time...
From the past and gone days
from the golden treasure for i got blind to see: there was, there was: mystic traveller under the sign of the Southern Cross?
I remember the Southern Cross gravitating on the wild homestalls of the betrayed: if the storms gonna rock the boat, we got to stand; if the storms gonna rock the boat...
13.000 nights under the sign of the Southern Cross, i can tell you about: where stars and the Moon sail away across the blackness, over the terminal city: our australis finisterra.
...Listen to me now: 13.000 nights and 1 day; 13.000 days and 1 night; and beyond, the incomprehensible madness of the ice: 13.000 nights.
Because sometimes i think that my life is damned away...
Sub-polar baby: from the book of the gone and saint days: mystic traveller under the sign of the Southern Cross.
Southern hemisphere baby.
...In those times, the streets had a strange haze; the streets that take from the centre to the suburbs are interminable; interminable, interminable.
Interminably long...
I was young you know; i danced in circles, and the cosmic elements blessed my night away: and i blessed your night away...
Maybe some night i asked to some star what there was awaiting in the shades of my destiny.
Maybe i did it in some from 13.000 nights...
...From the saint book of the gone and past days, i'm communicating these anctartic lines: have you ever seen the argent mirrors of the sign of the Southern Cross?
Its luciferine shining: the zodiacal enigma of the Crystal Lizard; Nemesis: transparent goddess or enigma. Enigma...
Just like you and me.
...Only the love is the eternal key that locks up all the storms; see to blind got i for.
Love. Simple and pure Love.
Love: the simplest thing in the Universe.
Love.
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