The Last Enchantment
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Of Castles And Knights Of Aquitane
He climbs up the stairs by the light of a candle,
And the door with no handle is closing behind him again.
Now he's safe from the darkness ; he's safe from it's touch,
Nothing can harm him , at least not very much ......
And the door with no handle is closing behind him again.
Now he's safe from the darkness ; he's safe from it's touch,
Nothing can harm him , at least not very much ......
posted by EL PADRONE at 2:13 pm
3 Comments:
Merchants Of Soul - they don't mind,
They'll take your soul - I need mine.
M.
yay, you're back. that was a bona fide trip then, eh?
Physically I'm back ; mentally nothing a good nights sleep won't cure (perhaps).
M.
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