Merciful Agony by Nomad
Merciful fate
Is wandering somewhere in mind
Pictures of a beautiful moment are flitting
I draw the door in my heart
While a thorny fruit of the scattered night
I'm swallowing in moonshine
Yes, in that brightness
you stayed covered with a shade
So known but distant
You had hands covered with a dew
And your hair was as rose shreds
Wind blows away your black garments
Your delightful touch covers me so
When you wrap up my body
by a noose of dream
You beat thorns deep
You tear me up like a vulture
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