Dark is the Night

Faraway, with sinking steps he paced,
the dreary sky watches over this land.
Lost, his spirit with the woods interlaced,
his heart grieves for a forsaken name.

In a whirlpool, with all his might he swims,
deeper he plunges into the gleaming abyss.
The livid air blankets this earthly brim,
tears suffocate in a self-consuming flame.

Heroic drums from a distance he hears,
reminiscent of a dream in quicksand.
Her glory or pain, neither he bears,
for a freed note is save a scarring bliss.

How shall he fall around a cursed sphere?
What beauty lies in this mortal errand?
When youthful valour has grown into fear,
when songs only memories shall understand.

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