The power of dark will spread through the family...
Like a creeping and destructive poison vine...
Maybe you've read a poem,
That makes you ache to go back home...
Pale Angel
She walks with silent feet...
On the broken backs
of cold mountains...
Out from the light
Of the heavens it came...
Cormada.
In the land where time began...
Tears of flame
Burn so bright...
Shadows surround the heart and spirit broken by...
I give myself to the darkness that i once fear now...
Mirror mirror on the wall
Oh how I'd love to kill them all...
Not like Lorelai and Rory from the Gilmore Girls.
we're closer...
Tasting the life's fluids of your eternal flowing...
sweet is the sound of your pain...
Through shadows and decaying leaves
Thee are hiding amid dead trees...