Pisces stares blankly into the darkness, Sorrows unweave, thicken, then scatter, Forest of grief embedded in my flesh, Where travellers and martyrs weep for water.
Give me a child in its fullness of death, An imprisoned babe in the arms of the dead, From centuries of the Ashen Arrival, Fanstraa Doomith and the Raggen assemble.
Give me light blacker than any darkness, From the sun of enduring despair, Prepare me lord for the Ashen Arrival, And Lowmen’s hymns of a dead god’s caress.
ii. prayers and supplications
Hekantokheires grant me entrance into Tartarus....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
