Carpe Tenebrum
Void Dress
And we reap on frathered ground the fallen where we walk knowledge secrets, smirking mirrors as they lurk where we've always thought Drying ice in the land of gliding ziggurats erected from writing not written time brgotten where time was seen and they all use their canes I dress in night ans see the difference I call the blue to spark with me Absu porning over my shadows lies await in ecstasy.
From Letras Mania