Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


thorn strand

Temporal virtues of forgotten lands
And nocturnal skies
Will shine for me
A blessing in your eyes
— Rosetta Stone, Shadow


Would you be my pale empress
My haven in the gale
Would you be my shelter strong
So, would you be my empress
So strong and yet so pale
Would you sing our, sing our
Sing our empire song
— The Merry Thoughts, Pale Empress