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Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept you and yours alive. .....and if that was fear..... I'd leave you with your doves. You'd want to eat the hand that hit you - And your dear pity me..... Slowly I bound you and your doves .....is it fear?...

Autumn witches standing barefoot in the sea. Singing songs that even brought the devil to his knees. We shall inherit the time... Like the thunder stands for comfort. With the dancer in our dreams. Autumn witches mesmerizing leaves to flee. Dancing dances th...

I slumber throught my years, like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. A wanderer I am indeed... ...the son of the moon... and I will carry mountains soon. A burden I was for those who woke the sun. I...

A shelter for me in the storm, to faint, and see ravens fly. I am the one worthy, to carry those born with wings. Swim with me, meet my dreamking... See my broken wings, and my feathers the dust in my eyes. My beautiful wounds are open for you to se...

Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather. Look, see my demons gleam they've brought us stains and my bubbles bother. Drifting us futher away really seems like a rainy day.. 

....went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen. To return with the wisdom of the kings.... Let me dream. (Let the jewels gleam.) Let the fallen hear: "It never rains around here." The sand smothered on my chest.... Was music choir... It will never...

Admire it in its sleep. Wounded, and embraced by dreams. Whatever wanders in these depths, it shall carry along. This shore is for the throne... I am forever. A storm, but ever so fearless it wandered. Fear me, wherever it stands, from here.... I...

This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us... We touched it, and it smelt far worse than weeds... I have touched winds... I have touched sorrows... (I touched the devil once...) ...and I have touched the past... It was like the love of thorns...

I slumber throught my years. Like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. A wanderer I am indeed..... the son of the moon..... and I will carry mountains soon. A burden I was for those who woke the sun I...

The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the sun forbade us to. Oh how mournful we are, Soon to be given wings. The wings that gave the swan his pride. And the tears that watched the sun die. And you........

Strange how mysteriousness bound us and drags us through these dark times Strange how the twilight encourages us and fills us with awesome pride. Strange how a thorn would please us and bring our hearts to lie. Pleasant to see the starlight and your...

I swarm deserted away, like glass... Warm, and as fevers, I am as flame. I am death... For I, I weave our blasphemies... Wicthes painted me, Like the mysteries created me... Like where the poets breathe, I were woven into blasphemies. 

A distant cry..... From whom I perished for? No..... You are born..... .....the winterburden I bled your tears once. If only I could wither, You, That May Wither A distant cry... From what I perished for? No.... It was born... The winterburden....

A distant cry... From what I perished for? No.... It was born... The winterburden. I bled its tears once... Oh, if only it could wither, wither in the absence of my thoughts. So I cry... I cry, not only for my spirit in its living shell. But for th...