This is a sad day here in the world of shades
But even pain has its own beauty even pain can perform a lovely face
Blinding stream, double-edged, in an extra-terrestrial gloom
Beautiful creation of steel grown in my barren womb
They way into the light will separate me from my flesh
Myriads in their birth-giving red swimming forcefully through-out space
This darkest space is wide and the mountain is still so high
Fly up my black little eyes and cross the frontiers that dare to define my life
No space too vast and surely no place too far
The groping sister feels that her eyes must be somewhere alive
So she is afraid of all the dwellers of the dark
In their blindness they will never understand the tempting gift of sight
This place is cold, blindly she can feel
The dead wind caressing the rocks
From high above they come way down
These angels kissing our undead bodies to stone
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