Atlantis As A Lover
Tiamat
5:28Overhead my spirit flies In plasticide and crimson skies Whispering winds in moonlit woods A totem oak once golden stood How I wish that you were here Before all flowers disappeared We'd lay together in the sun Before the mind rape had begun Now stones are falling from my hands Are shaking all my beloved lands Who through blames, and all my past And only in my tears it lasts