Penelope
de Gothica
Fluid is the night which I plunge in,
Coloured by the sunset, enlightened by the moon.
I weave weft of dreams
Erasing them with reality,
I wait for Death
That will come from the sea.
I grow flowers watering them
With blood and I destroy them
With the look of someone who has seen
And knows too much,
They read a world in me,
In me they perceive the dream,
Roads of sea, houses of clouds,
I weave, and my thread is Death.
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The Monk
The Cliff of Suicide
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Sepulchres
Night Thoughts
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Tension In Thee Air
Tension In Thee Air
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Deep Lakes of the Soul
The Cliff of Suicide
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Stagione Oscura
Night Thoughts
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Nothingness
Night Thoughts
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Medusa
Night Thoughts
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Spirits of the Dead
Night Thoughts
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Proserpina
Night Thoughts
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Spirit Dance
Night Thoughts
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The Land Under the Waves
Night Thoughts
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The Pure Nimph
Night Thoughts
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The Grave
Night Thoughts
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Lost in Reverie
Night Thoughts
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Show me love (Gothica Flip)
Manifesto Of Humor
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Move to the Music
Manifesto Of Humor
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Bass Crew Anthem Remastered
Manifesto Of Humor
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Sax
Manifesto Of Humor
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uh Huh
Manifesto Of Humor
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bucky done gun (Flip)
Manifesto Of Humor