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Descendant (Triptykon)

The days when I was young The days when I will die Autumn leaves lie on the ground To wither so much like me Unto thee Shall all flesh come Grant me eternal rest Seven, seven they are No gate will shut them out Like snakes through grass they glide Like wind, like wind they storm Fall has swept the fields The woods will come alive Heaven and earth converge And the stars will disappear