The Vision Bleak - The Kindred Of The Sunset

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Like a drapery falling downward,
the dark spreads out in exquisite elegance.
Melancholy reaching climax,
betimes you feel its wraith in all the elements.

Aflame, the heavens seem to burn now untamed.
While the earth is clad in a luscious blueish dress.
Ignite, these candles need to burn now.
The night unveils its echoing spook of death!

We are the kindred of the sunset.
We are to fade!
We seem like a blackened silhouette.

We are the children of the sunset!
We know we are,
to burn a blaze of night ahead.

We are the kindred of the sunset!
We are the children of the sunset!

We are to fade, we seem...
We know, we are to burn...

Nocturnal haze is coming forth,
a ghost devouring my secrecies.
Gliding over fields as mist,
wailing grievously.

Extinct, the heavens seem to burn no more.
The earth is clad in a funeral dress.
Elapse, the hourglass got turned once more.
So pleased we sip the elixir of death.

We are the kindred of the sunset.
We are to fade!
We seem like a blackened silhouette.

We are the children of the sunset!
We know we are,
to burn a blaze of night ahead.

We are the children of the sunset!
We are the kindred of the sunset!
A blackened silhouette!