A vast and vacant vale
Ornated with haxe-veiled sylvan lakes
Wherein aught dive straight
Wor-begone shadows and nocturnal fays
Oh pure primeval gate
O'er grand piny

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the_nettle_path_of_grief

In a portrait of evil and beauty, sneers she, Empress of ravens and owls
By a firmament flourished of darkness she's adorned with nettle and thorns

Throned'neath the fiery delu

towers_of_doleful_triumph

Oh my doleful betrotehed, enbewered in baleful marvels thou art
Thou chariotest the soft of evil as whilome you did
A host of shadows sings for mee
The lamentucus quire of dead

the_treasures_arcane

Of quenchless radiance twinkle the jewels set onto thy crown
Each one's a will on the unique diadem of tyranny
Cherish the untrodden lands of almightiness in thine heart
Drenche

thou_mayst_in_mee_behold

Scriptured in the features of your face, and in the hues of delicate
Which painteth thee with the colour of antique gold
Throughout dim and narrow lanes, aery surges of cold
Bri