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Niemandswasser - Current 93

i have to say

i have to see

the twilight moonlit

the houses on hills

all appear so blind

at night

the webs that bind them

to the skies

are golden, sparkling

with blood and dust

the angelic motes

on beams of blood

dance

at night

the trees turn under the rain

pan lies dead

from rut to rot