Pregled posta

Does your world know my shadow's near,
the loop of time I always fear?
The fact that I carelessly stepped
into my very own, dark trap?
You stride, I'm glancing at your belt ... -
should I miss ay of the things I never felt?

Those little bells on my fool's cap
all witness to my sad defect
crowning my pale seriousness
in most ridiculous distress

By Sopor Aeternus