Sonne Hagal — The Shapes of Things to Come

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The shapes of things to come
A symphony of sorrowful songs
From the weary essence of things
Rises a new born sun

My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night
But, ah my foes and oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light!
Safe upon the solid rock
The ugly houses stands
Come and see my shining palace
Built upon the sand

The secret passion glows
A fresh draught from the font of universal light
The cloudy essence of dreams
Within the beau of aroused Youth

Reflections of the past
Whoever says the truth shall die!
The unresting essence of love
Ordains: What rises must decline!