Gods above, beneath. behind.
And we'll walk the path of fire,
with trees and night above.
Mounting silence,
and my thoughts fall like tears.
Forever and ever, falling with you.
My pilgrim thoughts no longer dance
and the air awaits my bloody god of pain.
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