Have you heard what they say?
“'Neath the old woman lay...
That taste of silence bites the tongue.
It's stare is cold, it's breathing, still...
In a darkened room glow patchwork stars upon a...
whilst one by one, they lose their glow - their...
I'm awake.
I feel my skin begin to crawl...
It's cold, I
could never imagine your warmth; I...
A rolling cloud treads its way along tracks in the...
and through its mercy, a short Summer blast serves...
Darling Luna, shine as the night drips by -
I'll miss your face at the call of the sun...
Blessed be the dew
on this cold graveyard ground...
There's a memory
(ooh...
Dreams of wind fall neatly upon pillows
as shadows whisper in tongues now hollow...
Why is it so hard
to bestow a hair of light...
Blind man, come forth to the sound of light;
played through the strings of Never...