The drums of time I have stopped
The ecstatic quietude
Sucks up every fear
And every desire
Illusions of the moment
Featureless figures
Intensified feelings
I`m running behind my shadow
In this vastness
I can feel your presence
I cannot understand
Your misleading words
Inconceivable beauty
Sweet melody
Forgotten senses
Are waking up
Dark is the night
Always and never
This is the time
Of total purification
Between Times
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