The sword holds memories. The clash of armored men. Lands which bred bravery. Strange ways to entice them. . Arsenal of glory. Unconquered soldiery. .
Poem by Edgar Allan Poe. . From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were - I have not seen. As others saw - I could not bring. My passions from a common spring.
I have everywhere sought,. and nowhere found. So I lift the bleedin' bodkin. And trust the grief deepest in. . The gleaming bodies of the infinite skies.
This dead orchestra. play on instruments. strung with the fibres. of my mind. . And skeletons dance. they have no voice. and no complaint. . But I am still flesh.
april was spent wasting my time. april was spent baiting the line. a weekend with my fingers frozen. and that's when i finally touched you. . don't lay your judgement on me.
et sprang skogher ginom ut ir emarker. op til brghen fara. trulen em star bak um stenen myrke. vir sear em danse. dimba ltter snoa s tredh kle fotr. ener dans um kring sten.
bra af myrks kruna. koma fran n blar trona. um natin han vaka. e skin af hans ghun. hans stank af forskrmilse. um natin han ghna. fran n krypta af mards lifane gravar hrs e.
min gangu til brghanir kolin vinder faru hran. fran tomber dal af der myrk natura ok ra. iak unger dimba knnu yvir min kropper r iak gangu. for styrker.
dunklet bestigher marders tredhtopper. ir ginom brgh ok is. dal til dal. ener myrkr fylder fr. pa ener stigher iagh gangar ir myrkr af ngin. um vander iagh ir groll nkia.
e starker ro e ende sum fran vintern koma at atirlifa. e svagher ro e veker sum til vintern koma at dia. Naten ro sva langr ok myrkr, vinder ro kaldr ok ra.
'Chantress, she who within the magic of the ivory can act as a siren to. the angels. You hold within your very eyes an eclipse and with you also. comes a sun, whose arcane light can destroy all in it's path.'.
'But the soul becomes fond' she said, as another day lay down and died.. 'Is it not time' I said, to abandon these chains. that bind us and gather together the wood to fuel our fire..
You give me love everynight. I'm the one that does it right. At your place in the dark. You get down and leave your mark. In the morning you're still awake.
There's more than one way to play the game. Getting a charge, taking the blame. Resistance is low, gonna blow a fuse. Turn it up babe we got nothing to lose.
Alfonse Capone. Godfather on a throne. A king of crime. A product of his time. A pimp before puberty. A menace to society. Bootlegging and bribery. Outrageous brutality.
Atmerk akis tamsos malonumus,. Atverk duris prieo rmus. Ir atsistok tarp jo ir seno mogaus,. Kuris turt reikti visk viename.. Ir paimk nakties kard jo ir lik dar gyvas,.
My hands in the open wound. The knife clutches near. The blood of my veins spread out. My flesh become soiled. . This desperate act of loss. The pain of knowing why.
Too Bad You Won't Live. But Then Again Who Does. Christ Was Dead But Now He Lives. And They Who Live They Are Dead. . It's Not A Good Thing To Live In Fear.
In You, I Have Taken Refuge. Never Let Me Be Put To Shame. As You Are Righteous Rescue Me And Save My Life. Hear Me And Set Me Free. Be A Rock Of Refuge For Me,.
I SIT HERE AT MY WINDOW. AND GAZE DOWN FROM THE SKY. I TRY TO FIND MY STARLIGHT. TO HELP ME ANSWER WHY. . RESTLESS DREAMS AWAKEN. BUT WHERE DO I BEGIN.