Something was always missing around
one had to die daily...

Fear of a mound,
tumbling down...

Would you become
my plaque one day...

The wheels.
I decide to abandon...

What was the
secret of the path...

The day was killed
diving in the books...

In your domain
walking with men of straw...

Who was the dancer of death?
You went for the kill...

Going within to feel
the war moves.The pagan...

Talking of prudery,
you acquiesce in...

I don't like.
The smoke on the occult love at...

At the dance of the naked moon
a single leaf quivers...