5 acessos
Burn in the circle of fire
a place where blood torn cold
a river that leads to the mystis sculpture
we welcome you and take a breath
in this shining society ?
melancholy stimulates
the ruins of and old kingdom
the promiseland
melancholy determinat
melancholy surround
we look everywhere and melancholy
espands in all dimensions
when in pure adoration
you declare against
your perseptions