Gates Of Adwen
Come with me to the gates,
The gates of the seriphim,
Thoes of the cherab, the light ones
Children of peace bright.
Dance within its holy blessing
Sing and twirl within the clouds,
No one can enter,
No one can leave
Once closed the gates-
Of Adwen's kind.
Stay,
Stay as children pure
Stay as prisoners, confined
Pain anger and freeom sublime
Dust within the wind
Till the last bang blows the wind
As the last bang crumbles the gates
rock and ash
Blackened grass
It burns,
Till it burns with black flame.




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