Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
I sat upon grassy linen Looking far into my thoughts Among deep and dark forests Lining a hazy grayish loch And there inside foreshadow dealt vision to perception prophetic form of imagery Manifest in shadows obscure And destiny falls [bad word] No discourse but archaic filterings Of black and cryptic signs None helping a bleak understanding Of things not yet [bad word] In the misty drizzle Entranced to deep in mind I saw an image foreboding Of the world which rests outside I saw a sea of tranquility At rest in the arms of the storm And destiny falls [bad word]