Originally posted by Blind-Enemy
Tristania-Aphelion
Yearning for days of yore
in elysian daydreams
Burn with a fatal gloss
a confounding mirror of souls
Dance with the winterwinds
in thy visions so sanguine
Glance upon Stygian streams
where lies hidden a pale secrecyHark...
lures of the syren
yearn for the days when blithe thou wascryhere
hug Honey, I was kidding!! cry