Thou art the wine from which I drink Thou art the stars in my forlorn dreams I am the river of a million fallen tears I am the well of many unheard screams...Learn More

Am I merely a hollow shade burnt in thy flames of love? Or am I merely the dying embers of an arduous life? Art thou merely the reminiscence of a past so long gone? Or art thou merely a vision so delightful to my sight?...Learn More

Coldest wind am I, howling in thy frozen eyes Yearning for the scent of thine auburn hair Lonliest soul am I, roaming in thy body's frost Forever lost in the dolorous howls of despair...Learn More