7. A Lost Swallow


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A sad silent swallow,
Has lost its way
It glides towards the eternal hollow
At dusk, the shadows sway.




Who will save its soul,
Who will save its soul
Hark, the bell of the gloom toll
Where are his friends, where are his kin
Where is his beloved
Are they all lost in the din,
Of the happy days.


A sad silent swallow,
Has lost its way
It glides towards the eternal hollow
At dusk, the shadows sway


No one will save its soul,
None will save its soul
Hark the bell of the gloom toll
Love is a phantasm
That leads to the illusory chasm,
Of dreams and dreads,
And hidden beneath,
Lies a hundred deadly blades.


A sad silent swallow,
Once lost its way
It glided into the everlasting hollow
At night, the wicked prey.


As no one saved his soul,
The gloom tainted it
As none saved his soul,
Hatred painted it
With an incurable vice


And again when the dawn comes,
Will it ever be the same
Or will it be a canvas
Concealing a murky, murky flame

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