The woeful silence and wind's reflection
Of your body's pale ode, an icy fortress of blood and ages
Sky fire above, ice below the hearth
Fall away from me to that citadel at the end of time
Where death sleeps and dreams of your buried pain
There has never been a silence like this before
There will never be an ode like this again
Sowilo Rune
Vales Beyond Dimension
The Wilderness
Celestial Effigy
The Astral Dialogue
Dark Matter Gods
Dead Winter Days
Ghosts Of The Midwinter Fires
A Desolation Song
And The Great Cold Death Of The Earth
To Drown
The Falling Snow
Falling Snow
Isle Of Summer
(serpens caput)
Birth and Death of the Pillars of Creation
Limbs
A Poem By Yeats
She Painted Fire Across The Skyline - Part 2
Foliorum Viridum