Mythopoeia
Soothsayer
My saviour, keeper of my wishes the burning candle drips blood in every part of body is thorn of destiny
Lifeless is easy life in circle Tell, what do you see behind the shadow of mirror maybe, what is my power of stones Tell, my carnage, my enemy, my mayhem
Ways of past are crying under the weight of wings magic ball is full of water with colour of steel
Staff with traits of my face with - a grining smile Disclosing of mask can - ritual Digger with hood is coming pagan fear - over dish of vine Smell of virility, smell of feminity - womb is put together - You
From Letras Mania