Thou, O my Grief! Be wise and tranquil still The eve is thine which even now drops down To carry peace or care to human will And in a misty veil enfolds the tow...

I have kissed the summer dawn Before the palaces Nothing moved The water lay dead Battalions of shadows Still kept the forest road I walked, walking warm And v...

I don't come to conquer your flesh tonight O beast! In whom are the sins of the race, nor to stir In your foul tresses a mournful tempest Beneath the fatal bore...

Hear, hear their cry Their grief is like a chain in my neck The time, is nothing for them It's only a path in this endless maze Mourning wind, get away Let me s...

Dying in a dark dimension Suffering and suffering again I dream with a southern night Where the winter reingn my heart I flight with invensibles enemies But I k...

Forces of hell Appear in the deep Of my dreams, and invite me To the ceremony of the doomsday The lost souls are Prepare to the ceremony The father and creator ...

Since shade relents Since 'tis indeed the day Since hope I long had deemed forever flown Wings back to me that call on her and pray Since so much joy consents t...

Let it come, let it come! The season we can love! I have waited so long, That at length I forget And leave unto heaven My fear and regret A sick thirst Darkens...

Night of summer Star Shaped Sky The moon reflect Their mystic and charms raid That's passing through the trees Of my lovely kingdom Enchanted by the old wizard ...

My blood in waves seems Sometimes to be spouting As though in rhythmic sobs A fountain swooned I hear it's long, low, rushing sound till, doubting, I feel my...

nails grow for a fortnight a child with no hair yet on his upper lip eyes wide open to pretend to suavely stroke his forehead one's long nails into his tender ...

He lives in the corner of the forest Where the sacrifices and rituals Are consumed, tears and blood Of weak mortals He saw the witches dance In those woods and ...

In the fatality of my dreams, I feel I fall into the mouth of the abyss I no longer a conscience of mortality and time Reality no longer exists Time no longer e...

The lamps and the rugs Of the vigil make the noise Of waves in the night Along the hull and around the steerage The lamps and the rugs The sea of the vigil, lik...

I walk through the labyrinth of your words From them the ways of corruption flow Raise your hands upon me, now! All my soul with your black light Come to me, Oh...