rattles and love
on darkened wings, secrets past,
visions, not by day nor by night
sing! The end is near.
all we see, in truth.
Faulty words echo in the mind:
a skull already empty,
the death rattles - love and
madness - in the mind of death.
.
.
.
speak to the dark angels
visions, not by day nor by night
sing! The end is near.
all we see, in truth.
Faulty words echo in the mind:
a skull already empty,
the death rattles - love and
madness - in the mind of death.
.
.
.
speak to the dark angels
posted by DS Irvin at Thursday, January 26, 2006
2 Comments:
illimatble voice>>>welcome. a great piece to start with. exactly what we want here.
raven>>>really liked it. maybe yoy should post all of it. makes a fine song!
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