So much for the wicked bonds strangling inspiration Silent, you retreat into the temple Desert Urbania and drown... Deep within the mosaic of Float forth subtle emissaries Emerging, but they are one, Blooming on Mount Chimera Globular insinuation, mystic mood
"He offered me a shapeless way so unusual, a breach in the maze to feel the unexplainable." They're not suitable swords To elate the pagans and their hordes (Veiled treasure, I still dream beyond this mortal frame...) Guiding pupils willing to soar. Mirage haven for the sightless to explore.
"Dancing on the limbs of a venerable and graceful oak, escorted by fading Elvish shadows, to me He spoke..."
"Truth is a shattered sun blinding the senses of nations proclaiming they gaze at the right fragments... In this perspective I prefer okapis to humans..."
The misunderstood majesty of the imaginative ghost (ghost...) Short-lived, fleetingly sublime.
The misunderstood majesty of the imaginative ghost (ghost...) Acknowledge with serenity the inescapable gaping jaws Obsession of the voracious clock...
Standing on the edges of reality, One could magnify even a sea Believe and develop your innermost We conjure you, be our host...
If we scream like banshees?
"Lose your way" and plunder... A charred bone-wheel is spinning Unique! Everything is yours to taste...
"Lose your way" and plunder...