I followed the faint features
Recognized dull and dry
Am I awake or dreaming?
Looking at the sky
Three moons
Are grinning
Their light led me
To the edge of night
Always there
Watching me
I see their eyes tonight
Hide me
Hide them
I see all when I close my eyes
What is throwing me down
What is pushing aside
Left me withering
Under skies of grief
Taunting me
Panicking
In a state of disbelief
Fever, thinking too much
Blood on my lips
Or taste of fear
Afraid to touch
But can't help but hear
I want to buy time
I can redeem
Trembling in silence
At the sight of honesty
My reoccurring dream
On the last day
When my wings grew
On my pillow
I left last words for you
Towards the dying sky
Wind picked me up
Real became unclear
When I thought I was there
All this time I was here
I want to buy time
I want to redeem
Trembling in silence
At the sight of honesty
Reoccurring dream...
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