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  • A Lyre In The Old Vesper's Realm
    So dark are these paths no human eye should see Guarded by statues in velvet moss clad Grow savage blackthorns'ere yonder secret cave For hid shalt remain the d...
  • And The Cold Came O'er The Feud
    Mighty though in sadness comes impetuos thy wind The sweetest and the darkest who Satan's secrets deems Thine breath o'er the forests, it gilds the landscape wh...
  • And The Cold Came Oer The Feud
    Mighty though in sadness comes impetuos thy wind The sweetest and the darkest who Satan's secrets deems Thine breath o'er the forests, it gilds the landscape wh...
  • At The Crystal Stairs Of Winter
    Thy glory awakens! Imperatrix, clear star forsaken. The Solstice we celebrate, Thy bridegroom's rise we contemplate. At the crystal stairs of winter We await fo...
  • Forest Of Thoughts
    You will find more knowledge In rills and in mountains grand, Rather than in your books. Oh, sylvan ghost, Whose whisper is heard Beneath Autumn's crimson foli...
  • Neath Selenic Majesty
    A vast and vacant vale Ornated with haxe-veiled sylvan lakes Wherein aught dive straight Wor-begone shadows and nocturnal fays Oh pure primeval gate O'er grand ...
  • Nocturnal Gold Part II: The Name Of Inquietude
    I was ridingI, a King And from the fog my own ghost did appear Aboon mee a strange formation of clouds gathered over the giant Cromlech Why does the mountains s...
  • The Nettle Path Of Grief
    In a portrait of evil and beauty, sneers she, Empress of ravens and owls By a firmament flourished of darkness she's adorned with nettle and thorns Throned'nea...
  • The Treasures Arcane
    Of quenchless radiance twinkle the jewels set onto thy crown Each one's a will on the unique diadem of tyranny Cherish the untrodden lands of almightiness in th...
  • Thou Mayst In Mee Behold
    Scriptured in the features of your face, and in the hues of delicate Which painteth thee with the colour of antique gold Throughout dim and narrow lanes, aery s...
  • Towers Of Doleful Triumph
    Oh my doleful betrotehed, enbewered in baleful marvels thou art Thou chariotest the soft of evil as whilome you did A host of shadows sings for mee The lamentuc...
  • Ye Cloude Of Unknowing
    Now finally we dive, Naked we dive like a leaf from the tree, Into the purest sky - moths in ecstasy, straight in the flame. We hail this golden day, Has never ...