Whispering
 

I live on the wings of your depression
I fly as feeble souls in your dust
Unfolding paradisial desire
The discontent holds your kingdom of lust

Thralls of ceramonial pleasure
Halls of neverending rapture
Calls of the ancient scatter
The lines drew by your scepter

Your reign with fain
I serve with will
Untill the clouds break through to rain
And drowns all life with spill

Benign shall all grow black once more
To ballance a line with your adore
Nor be quiet or shout, to break my spell...

Keep silent en whisper, to a dank deep well
untill it rains again

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jah valt euh erg in mn smaak

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