Endless by Illuminata
Upon a slowly closing book
A path to the fall, the end of it all
The lines laid out in dearest blood
Upon a golden moon�s descent
Once high, so bright in newborn light
Yet refused the eternal dance
A cloak of silence unfolds
Memory upholds the wounds
Our searing light and our debris
Our bloodshed and our mild caress
Our mercy and our cruelty
In black and white is endless
Upon moments of grace and bliss
A desire so strong to forever hold on
To a dream of eternal love
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