White rose perfume go with thee On thy way unto thy shaded tomb Low music doth fall Lightly as autumn leaves About thy solemn pall. Faint incense rises. O'you, you fell away from me my love, Like all earthly things vanish Into death cold mysteries. Serpents marked with azure rings Cathedrals where rich shadows fall, Things strange curious solemn saviour. You promised me laughter in autumn days, Now I can't awake from this lucid haze. I can't awake to laugh with you I'm so weary. Claws upon my flesh and statues of lost soul s Dominate this house. Angels have no pity, Their wings have turned to stone. Come travel naked lovers Beyond all dimensions of Heaven And lie enchanted forever In the lucid garden of dreams. In all animate sources and creations Of belief we travel seas of illusions That begin at our dreams. Ethereal architects masters of all faith.
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