Svartalfar

Jul 23, 2009 14:22

we lie beneath the earth like stones and we drink the blood of your wars we feast like maggots beneath the ground and grow strong and we are many when loki shakes the ground with his rage and pain we dream cold dreams of days to come of blood so much blood to be spilled so long so long we have lain waiting our mail has rusted away with the blood of ( Read more... )

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auliya July 24 2009, 18:19:51 UTC
Wow.

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nezumi_nei July 24 2009, 21:32:27 UTC
I plan to write some instrumental music. This would be in the programme. Something dreadfully modern and pretentious.

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