Remember her eyes were never meant to get attached I gave everything, and you opened your eyes finally came around? It's not going to work that way this time,.
She fainted in such a delicious kiss. That he heart didn't follow. Reaching in lust a final peace. To leave alone heaven below. . An erotic spleen. Runs over my skin.
Careless days, time slipped away. Careless days, love slipped away.. Careless days, time dreamt away. Careless days, love went away. I hide. crying eyes. Day to day, so scared. Ending words and ending lines, have.
Verteidige dein Knigreich. Bis Zum Ende. Die Nacht ist auf deiner Seite. In dir in der Abwessenheit. Fr immer auf deiner Seite. . Lost in languid reveries.
[Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . Make love with death .... . May the tears. Fathom the flesh. Caress my words. Drink of me. Swallow my tearful sight.
Loose ends. Elusive. So many some days. (One day she said that) They'll. listen, just wait. Losing sight (so many broken hearts and promises).. Every only, and still we try. Move this moment. Giving up for giving in,.
[Poetry : Arnault de Stael]. [Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . Des tnbres o je rgne. Seul et dshrit. triste Lucifer. Accorde moi la paix. . Les anges m'ont dlaiss.
Eja me sentire vim doloris. Fac ut tecum lugeam. . J'ai si souvent cherch parmi les artifices. . Le regard innocent qui me dirait courage. A traves la souffrance et qui dans les naufrages.
So it's all been lost, and still you bite your tongue. In time we will hide. our thoughts behind open roads and skylines. The silent eyes that break. inside. Love hides eyes this drive, while we waste time. Inside love.
[Poetry : Arnault de Stael]. [Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . [I. Spleen]. . My bleeding heart on the altar. Shall forever be dark. Under a moonless night I lay.
Do tuae somnum. Aeternum somnum. Do tuae pacem. Aeterna. . Do tuae mortem. Aeternum somnum. Do tuae mortem. Aeternam. . Les cris dchirant. Des engoulevents.
N'entendez-vous pas Madame. C'est notre sang qu'ils vont venger. Ecoutez I'Ouest qui s'enflamme. C'est la Bretagne et la Vende. . Le Roi est mort mais de leurs voix.
Un Ange l'aile oblongue se penche. et fausse maladresse au gr d'une fconde. ivresse laisse tomber trois plumes blanches. au hasard des saisons.. L'automne est favorable la mlancolie.