Seal the twilight robes in the mountain galleryThe void of stone and pillar shall guide theeIn the illuminated hallway of a haunted chasmThere exists ..
Forms of months come to fill the mindIn a signal the rondo cannot findIt's just a dream the liquids have linedAs the notes all float around herQueens ..
In the wake of the silent godsAll aligned and with laurel vineIn township with a shape of doomThe concrete falls upon our groundAnd all of our love tu..