Into Red

In the smallest hour
night´s black like obsidian
Straight from the depths of white tipped
waves comes streams of dreams undone


We tread, tired and true,
from pale green to blessed blue
in depths of deepest red, to the
cold edge of nothingness


Come see what we can be
come see what others see, my
track to tread, day not to dread
so hard and edged
blind innocence


I see what we should be
I see what others see, my track to tread, in deepest red
ardouous test of willingness


In the smallest hour
night´s black like obsidian
Striaght from the depths of white tipped
waves comes streams of dreams undone


We tread, tired and true,
from pale green to blessed blue
in depths of deepest red, to the
cold edge of nothingness


In the smallest hour
night´s black like obsidian
Striaght from the depths of white tipped
waves comes streams of dreams undone

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