The Apprentice

Vasilisks

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In the twilight's gentle sighs
Where the silent stones arise
Bloom the flowers, rare and wise
Guardians of the bygone cries

Oh, the apprentice in the night
Mixing scents of ghostly white
Learning from the master's sight
Crafting perfumes that delight

From the graves, a fragrant plea
Whispers of eternity
Roses, lilies, set them free
Alchemy's sweet mystery

From the graves, a fragrant plea
Whispers of eternity
Roses, lilies, set them free
Alchemy's sweet mystery

Oh, the apprentice with his flask
In the moonlight's tender bask
Gathers blooms with which to task
Perfume's art, his solemn mask

In the cemetery's hush
Lies a tale of dusk to dawn
Where blooms with which to task
Perfume's art, his solemn mask

In the cemetery's hush
Lies a tale of dusk to dawn
Where the scents of life are drawn
From the quiet, floral throng

Oh, the apprentice now alone
With the knowledge he was shown
Turns the flowers into tone
Scented stories, his to own
Oh, the apprentice now alone
With the knowledge he was shown
Turns the flowers into tone
Scented stories, his to own