Sorrow ever awaits on joy And has rendered me to (pieces) Sorrow ever awaits on joy And has rendered me to (pieces) Requiem, Kyrie, requiem
: Sorrow ever awaits on joy And has rendered me to (pieces) Sorrow ever awaits on joy And has rendered me to (pieces) Requiem, Kyrie, requiem
chicks and dream of a paradise without wings or sorrow, Christ's tears fall over Jerusalem. The curtains are groggy with damp, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black
part of the Eternal Woods. The one eyed] [old man had found the lake after having taken away by a magical blizzard.] [Throwing his left eye into its black
