• Marc-Swan
  • Marching Song
    In a wilderness of foggy thoughts Battling with your minds retorts And walking on empty plains Where deserts so calm Even drowning rains Soldier on To this mar...
  • Swans
    The swans begin to bellow, Bellies full of pearls, Screaming down the houses, Whilst the willows start to fool Bow their boughs and buckle, The curtains they a...