🎵 Crown Upon The Vine
Líricas:
...The threshold is crossed. In the dark truth, the foundation is set.
A further breath, deep in the night,
Keeper of the fading starlight.
A crown woven upon the vine,
The dark truth that makes the soul divine.
We are foundation, the unseen wall,
The quiet echo catching every fall.
No need for the light, no need for the sun,
Deep shadows and the self are finally one.
Finally one...
Finally one...
The architecture remains.
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