Prophets tell, while wind strings play, tales at dusk which weave their lair... of deliria silhouettes, timeless nymphs, ghastly mermaids, Gather the pearls of their names
In fulmoon reveries, Follow the seagull's creed. Far from harbours of life into the realms of mist. Spread wings of empathy and you will blindly dance. Masquerade of the sea vampires
Light the candles of a rain clad in vestiges of pain. Once the golden mirrors age and the princess rots insane, when your beauty mourns in fear. Gather remnants of your name.
In fulmoon reveries, Follow the seagull's creed. Far from harbours of life Seaward, far, through the gates Lidless eyes, loss that blooms. A prelude to the choir Masquerade of the sea vampires