Towards The Twilight by Night In Gales

From Ebony Skies

by Night In Gales· from Towards The Twilight

deeply seared by a stampede of pain our bejewelled feathers fall from ebony skies, down onto this shattered masquerade, enfolding the eve with a triumphant gleam of amorous tears... ardously they fall, to burn upon all sunken thrones, forever-more...