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Hello dear friends! want announce that today e created club "gendaxsakuma! if want splits just send request! XD LOL
excuse my absence!
excuse me all the friends I have that now can not answer as before, I'll be too busy to answer them on time, but after my tardansa so sorry! thanks for listening!
teatre of tragedy - black as the devil painted
An artist is what is call'd the self the brush holdeth -
Though hath it then caringly caress'd the Canvas of tomorrow?
O Canvas! for thee I hold my tool - still passionless it quivereth
Minding not that my hands are more than apt;
My Muse,
Where is hidden
The blue-hued arch'neath the High Heaven's rich emblazonry
The flowery meadow, embrac'd by the horizon -
snowflaked and aery mountains,
In which the barebreasted maidens dance to the lay o'midsummer,
Aloft the distant lazy flapping of the doves in vaingfore.
O Canvas! wherefore canst thou these images not allow? -
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/black-as-the-devil-painteth-lyr
Devious Journal Entry
"Death, come near me"
By day I sleep, at night I weep!
Oh Death, come near me!
Be the one for me, be the one who stays.
My rivers are frozen, and mischosen,
and the shadows around me sickens my heart.
Oh Death, come near me,
and stay (by my side). Hear my silent cry!
In sadness I'm veiled, to the cross I am nailed,
and the pain around me freezes my world.
My cold world...
In life I've failed,
for years I've wailed.
Frozen in time... left behind...
The rapture of grief is all to find...
The rapture of grief is all!
Behind the shadow of life the
lost hopes are grieving.
I seek the night and hope to find love...
So I drown in
draconian - the gothic embrace
Draconian The Gothic Embrace Letras:
(I Mourn that the Night Passes Us by)
(Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson, August
1998, edited July 1999)
Lucifer:
Oh angel o' my winter;
grieveth for the pain o' sadness.
A gothic embrace restores my love
God took away...
Ye romance o' forgotten times...
in eras without the sun.
An ocean o' tears I see...
A nightfall o' dreams caresses me.
Deliah:
Thou wert, thou art, thou shalt fore'er be...
Ye nightshade o' thy sorrow,
stretching out for it's romantic
rose in twilights beauty.
In love with ye thousands o' nights...
but weeping in silence... in
ebony... for melancholy...
forever!
Jesus Chri
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