Full of frequency. an unintelligible roar. of everything ever lived. or altogether avoided life. . A storm of voices. and backward thoughts. through deserts of sand.
Now there is. my fairytale(s). of dying flowers. . of the earth. and those it covers. of dying maids. and viking men. of birds.. that never. of ever are the same again.
Et blekt avdagsleite. Famler hen, til nattvart himmel. Vandring hjem, til nattsvart himmel. Vandring hjem I eismal. Under skumringens tidligste stjerne.
Unfortunate the hoax. that you are not immune. For if beauty was hurt. Like children naked and misused. We would aspire towards. States of disturbed emotions.
Time is on trial. . Generation and collapse. inside the space of things. . Series of inertia. A trial and a time.
Poem by Edgar Allan Poe. . From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were - I have not seen. As others saw - I could not bring. My passions from a common spring.
I have everywhere sought,. and nowhere found. So I lift the bleedin' bodkin. And trust the grief deepest in. . The gleaming bodies of the infinite skies.
This dead orchestra. play on instruments. strung with the fibres. of my mind. . And skeletons dance. they have no voice. and no complaint. . But I am still flesh.
iagh strkker ut mina vingar. ok skugger marders lif. yvir brghstrakter iagh nu sighlar. pa ener hvinande vinder af drakin. . smn af evogher ti. hvilar yvir drakin.
iak havi lngri letti ftir svarivm til kaos gatvm.. i mangvm arvm.. tessalund byriar iak na n gnosis faster.. iak havi letti ftir svarivm hos Pani.. Pan havi gauv mik z..
so many days are spent. pacing away to me. oh it's an accident?. trivial honesty. . lay your pulses on the road. lay your wisdom on the road. . split the difference darling.
oh my interest. oh my loveless curiosity. . oh my toothache. oh my basement. what they mean to me. . all signs said that i'd been busted. my circle was tired and rusted.
Urn trulmlder.... . Trul af dern, myrkrets trul. Trul fran brghen ro hr. Bkerns trul, trts trul. Trul fran skogherns diupa vra. Tr-ul af skuggen, grottans trul.
utyvir vier vyer. ginom evigh horisont. ghat rii mit sa makt frana. kn ghat mit opin til lif. iak man staver taku ok stafn af trulin samkar i stfunar.
r aterstader endast ener marder af lif ok der. r ener myrkr dimba af mystik liggia sum ener be lggning yvir marder. r be til baka dragna befinner sik.
the morning was a ball of fire. extinguished by the leaking moon. the morning was beautiful. just like the bodies laying out in the yard. . i know what we put our faith into.
vlkomen til marders rike. syknadagher gangar. trul syndra ok syrgia. landskap var vir valda m Pan. ener sigher af et kri. fiande var til liuset sigha. n firidmdes rike.
a golden arrangement was made. a golden arrangement was made. and it's so easy to hold on to all the promises that you made. . a figure. a monster. a simple impostor.
ginom vier diupe ok myrke dalir vitia. m vander min rakka pa dyreganger. kunst af trulske kraptir iak far hran. bregha. fordmilse. iak skipu vidit yvir lius landskap.
the river of regret would recently flood. i have to admit it didn't do me no good. i'm coping slowly. . with all my options. i won't let you walk away.