Lunar sings a grace repertoire
In the cold calming red night
Her voice is such a sweet aria
Embrace the cold heart with warmth
Lunar christens the nameless dawn
From the stars embodied nebula
A serenade for the beloved morn
Yin kisses the Yang
Renaissance of the heartthrob dirge
A requiem that breathe pure foetus
The euphoria for the gloomiest sun
Saturates her voice
Lunar aria
Demons stoned for every crescendo
The sky cries a gilded melancholy
Upon the dancing earth
The miseries withered and never come back
Her voice is eternally harmony
A lacuna in the sad centuries
The ephemera for the languages
Rest in the cold cranium of serenities
Renaissance of the heartthrob dirge
A requiem that breathe pure foetus
The euphoria for the gloomiest sun
Saturates her voice
Lunar aria
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