Visual with Kling ai.

intro:

Oooh ooh oh,

A thousand and one nights await me yet –

bridge:

The darkness now consumes

the landscape, cold and fast,

and everything that hurts

breaks free and comes to pass.

chorus:

But soon,

the fire will rise again,

to chase away the night’s

deep stain.

Soon.

Where day and night still play,

on seesaws back and forth,

a bug buzzes aimlessly,

between sound and mirth.

verse 1:

My body,

alarming,

a shadow cast,

a danger vast

and haunting.

My eyes

rest on the sea,

a seed, it hides,

begins to sprout,

to grow,

to be.

I guard the life I see,

with my watchful eyes protecting.

My face,

a moonlit trace,

has brought the thieves of night

a chilling fright.

Almost

as cold as death.

My clothes,

my scythe’s gleam,

stand in the night as guards,

where oblivion falls.

A little worn,

and fading far.

chorus:

But soon,

the fire will rise again,

to chase away the night’s

deep stain.

Soon.

Where day and night still play,

on seesaws back and forth,

a bug buzzes aimlessly,

between sound and mirth.

Verse 2:

The dawn awakens,

its nourishing dew,

cleanses and feeds,

and shadows it subdues.

In the blackened

distance,

free winds hum

their sweet existence.

Burning sun rays,

biting winds,

my heart, it waits, though

hope rescinds.

A leaf falls, dry and bare,

while beyond the soil I dare,

to recite my life’s despair.

I hear it near,

the rattling bones

of winter’s flare,

and

living on as

the selfish,

cruel first summer,

where I spoke free,

reciting my life’s poem,

a leaf, on the wind’s roam.

A stream beats time...

A prison holds me,

locks me down,

my soul torments,

my body bound.

My eyes can see,

my mind foresees,

my hell, my heaven’s ground.

The wind carries all...

chorus:

But soon,

the fire will rise again,

to chase away the night’s

deep stain.

Soon.

Where day and night still play,

on seesaws back and forth,

a bug buzzes aimlessly,

between sound and mirth.