agathodaimon
heaven s coffin
Deep into the darkness peering Long I stood there fearing Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before... But the silence was unbroken And the stillness gave no token And the only word there spoken Was the whispered word: "Veritas" This the dark whispered And an echo murmured back the word Merely this and nothing more! Fools and faith conspire Questions of desire That they never owned before Kings without their armour Men without their honour We all slip into oblivion We are the dark inside the night The ghosts about which the poets write And the dreams that night's embrace That slowly leave without a trace... O, suflet sparge-odata, ingustati inchisoare Si scutura-te-odata de-acest lut pamintesc! Vreau sa m-agat de tine, spre cer navala dind Cum viermii de-un cadavru s-agata misunind!