Ain.. agora lembrei pq quis cancelar esse blog da outra vez.... poquissimas ou nenhuma pessoa vêm aqui ver isso.... nhai... não gosto quando começo a me sentir um zero a esquerda, deve ser TPM, odeio isso....
Estou quase voltando a ser gótica, nordica, dos godos, estreptogodos, visigodos... cade a faquinha de rocambole pra eu cortar os pulsos...
My Lost Lenore
Tristania
Dancing heart I mourn
My lost desire
Dancing heart I mourn
Rape the soul forever
(For thy promise bewailed by her raveneyes
By her beauty and a scarlet sunrise
May thy river bury her silvertears
A fallen angel enshrined in moonlit seas)
Leaving vitality
So serene breeds my darkness
Entreating winterwinds
Though I leave, I embrace thee
Winternight
Conceal thy precious angellore
I secrete my soul
Under thy wings of sorrow
Dark I embrace thy eyes
Wander lost on life's narrow path
I reveal my heart
To this beauty dressed in dark
Dancing heart I mourn
My lost desire
Dancing heart I mourn
Rape the soul forever
When my shadows devotetly cast
My moon will rise with lost
Grieving raveneyes
Falls asleep with the sunrise
Delightful midsummer breeze
Though I leave, I await thee
Winternight
Conceal thy precious angellore
I secrete my soul
Under thy wings of sorrow
Dark I embrace thy eyes
Wander lost on life's narrow path
I reveal my heart
To this beauty dressed in dark
Grant me thy last midsummer breeze
May thou ascend from endless sleep
...My desire
Dance me above thy moonli seas
Glance yearningly into the deep
A cold and weary night
Widwinternight
Descending me like flakes of snow
I embrace the cold
For a life that morrows
Dark I embrace thy heart
Wanderer lost beyond veils of dawn
I conceal thy loss
Enthralled in life yett still I mourn
My lost Lenore
post by Ruby... {de novo}