Thorkild -
seconds are hitting the windscreen of life
as if time would throw his skin away
apart from the hours of glass
the white wolf of despair
is howling inside the crypt of days
frantic landscapes invading my dreams
paint the remains of my nights
in the pale color of fear
the abyss is here
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Younger Sister -
"in the pale color of fear" descending "the white wolf of despair" Brrr! Ce imagini! Mă țin bine de stîncă să nu amețesc și s-alunec tot privind monștrii din abisul care se utiă la mine dar se sfărîmă orele de sticlă...
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survivivore -
as if time were throwing