《FALLING》汐夜

8、Birds of Dawn

　　Rain the rains of a lost sngel\'s day
　　His face washed over and over, again and again;
　　Teats of sadness, tears of pain coloured red;
　　Our love dissolved by lacerating drops of insanity
　　Our unity, creating universes:
　　An opened, circle, broken symbol
　　The rains of Saturn are falling in my heart,
　　As tears of melancholy breed infinite dreams,
　　And the watery star pours its light into me.

　　The melopoea of the birds,
　　Musical death of paradise,
　　Altered the moving of the spheres.
　　The magic of their voices awakens
　　The nostalgia of a place out of reach
　　We visioned in a dream.
　　But the dark is drawing in their beauty
　　And for them I would steal the light
　　From the glorious fountain of day-

　　Were I to be what I longed to be.

　　Under a crimson sky,
　　Open my wounds, I am the ehalice
　　I offer up the ruby wine of the Sun.
　　And golden dust studs my mystical face.
　　Dram me to the you, Keepers of Tkutb,
　　You, Guardians of Beauty!
　　The birds of dawn cry the departure of light.
　　(the anthem of a fading sun)
　　the swans, weeping on the lake, glide in harmony

　　With the swaying of the sinful waves
　　Fly the doves, bewithed by
　　the fragrance of my thoughts
　　For I am the sea of dreary tears
　　And not the foam seeking
　　shelter on heavenly shores

　　As the birds vanish and the azure pure,
　　They hide the sun with ete in shadrnved wings

　　Dolon\'m nostram tulit
　　All my crying, the fears, the grieves, the pains,
　　Suppfcium nostrum fert
　　The hurting tears on the shores of time.
　　Douorr in nostram tulfe
　　The fliers of merry they have given to me
　　Supplicium nostrum Art
　　Cannot satisfy all my sorrow and pain.

　　At omnibus despectus,
　　Aetemo repudiatus
　　Fs angelus arranrrn,
　　Trifitia adfedtus
　　Fers luptum atque curam.
　　The birds of dawn.
　　Their chant resounds in me
　　As howling woices echoed under a vault
　　In the cathedral of sorrows and mysteries
　　Their death has built within my self.

　　The birds of dawn.