Quarter Past Illusion

Starless, faded black is united with unseen tracks
While all the flowers are blooming still
In my mind the hatred is lying above the shivering mill

And with a caught and with a frozen scene
But yet still a glimpse of the vision has remained unseen
There is blood on the leaves and still blood on the moon
Until a quarter past illusion they have to restrain in their doom

And with their cruel and twisted smile on their face
On soft grey morning the widdows are marching in slow pace
Then pastoral scenes happen behind of uncertain gloom
Until a quarter past illusion they have to restrain in their doom

Starless, faded black is united with unseen tracks
While all the flowers are blooming still
In my mind the hatred is lying above the shivering mill



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Neuner
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