seethetruth
I am the fire of the earth
The inner stream of burning blood
A grain of sand - the fastest stone
I am the fertile soil below
I am dreadful like a violent gale
And ge
...a_part_of_you
Ich mochte fliechen, geradewegs zu Dir verschmelzen will ich mit Deinem
Nichts
Verbrenne mich, reis mich heraus, nimm mir mein Seelenfeuer
Is mein Herz fur meine Ruhe, hinab zie
twilight
"First leaves touch the ground
Shadows are to be our company
An age draws near
In which days die away, die softly
When the light dwindles
When the curtain falls
kolyma
They pass me when I close my eyes
Ragged lines of ragged grey
Grey their faces, grey their hands
Grey the ghosts that haunt this land
Their pain, it echoes through the hil
autumn_leaves
Been has her being
Urged to the dwelling of your ancestors
All the long way to their resting place
Now your place, nothing left, no more...
Hungering your love lies
along_comes_a_fool
Along... along comes a fool.
Hey now, along... along comes a fool.
Prozac-sedatives-silver shot.
Flood your brain, worship the dogs.
Tonight your shivering, filled with ea
the_failure..._the_downfall
The downfall - a pleasure to watch it in your arms
Flaming red inferno, we relish the dying horizon
With fiery thorns in your hands
You strike stakes of lust through my h
embittered
...So we have left behind the ceaseless change
the ceaseless change of Seasons,
embittered by the inevitable maelstrom
that draws us towards the fields of winter
where cro
the_flesh_divine
Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly,
save only through the weakness of his feeble will" -Joseph Glanvill-
Someone told me there is a war within
A
house_of_the_rising_sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun,
And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy,
And God, I know I'm one.
My mother was a tailor,
Sewed m
t.o_o.ur_d.enial
The art of losing is not hard to learn
To lose, forget, and leave behind
Forget one moment, never to return
Surreptitiously declined.
The first cut is the deepest,
stormbirds
Like a storm-driven bird at night
We came flying out of nowhere
And for a moment our wings gleamed
Like gold in the light of fire
And are gone again to the nowhere
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the_dancer_under_a_summer_sky
The phoenix
"And from the ashes a Phoenix rose - with
wings made of gold it
gently touched me, a touch of relief. I was
ready to start a new
circle, hoping it
1951
There's something cold inside of us.
There's something empty inside out hearts.
The bitter-sweet harmony of gentle crimes.
Can't you see? it's burning.
Afraid of being hon
