HOLOPAINEN, Tuomas

Amaranth

Baptized with a perfect name

The doubting one by heart

Alone without himself

War between him and the day

Need someone to blame

In the end, little he can do alone

You believe but what you see

You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading

Rain in your heart—the tears of snow-white sorrow

Caress the one, the hiding amaranth

In a land of the daybreak

Apart from the wandering pack

In this brief flight of time we reach

For the ones, whoever dare

You believe but what you see

You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading

…..

Reaching, searching for something untouched

Hearing voices of the Never-Fading calling

Calling

Calling

Caress the one, the Never-Fading

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