Raventale - After | Текст песни

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• Raventale
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Fading lines amidst the clouds
Quiet snow upon the still face
Beneath the eyelids closed, shreds of memories
This shall follow after
On your paintings of white
Black ulcers emerge slowly
And spread as ink of death the poetess
And seizing the moment inside your open hands
You pass beyond the threshold
Of the gates of empty
But all shall follow after