Torches Quenched
Outside his chamber
The torches are quenched
By bitter winds and rain.
Emptiness and total stillness.
Silence rules in pallid dawn.
The Master is finally gone
Bunga Tidur
de Tulus
Torches Quenched
Outside his chamber
The torches are quenched
By bitter winds and rain.
Emptiness and total stillness.
Silence rules in pallid dawn.
The Master is finally gone
