Far Away: Who would've had so much darkness To be, to have been said? Who sees how death comes In my spirit the grim reaper? Night falls from somewhere, far away, Moving the ray from darkness into my temple The demon runs, splitting...Quote by Aura Christi about poetry
Architecture of the nightClear architecture of the night, discerned with difficulty in the landscape... What hour- shaking being silent in the tower of darkness -death and life together devour them? Nothing untouched and healed. And useless bells...Quote by Aura Christi about poetry