Transcend the absence of this fantasy Just another vision Washed away with the tide No place for forgotten ones I cannot deny What lies beyond, beyond this fantasy
the absence of this fantasy Just another vision Washed away with the tide No place for forgotten ones I cannot deny What lies beyond, beyond this fantasy
Epilogue & Downfall Day dies to night Sun magenta, crimson then gone Branches red the mansion windows In the night the firs sigh Soil is black now, awaken
: [instrumental] (I) Prelude "Shadows of shadows passing. It is now 1831, and as always I am absorbed with a delicate thought. It is how poetry has
[instrumental] (I) Prelude "Shadows of shadows passing. It is now 1831, and as always I am absorbed with a delicate thought. It is how poetry has indefinite
