Tol-Timpinen

There's a tempest in yon horned moon,
And lightning in yon cloud,
And hard the music, mariners,
The wind is piping loud;
The wind is piping loud, my boys!
The lightning flashes free,
While the hollow oak our palace is,
Our heritage the sea.

Monday, February 21, 2005

More Phantom Links

Think of Me
Prologue, Hannibal, Think of Me, Angel of Music, some other stuff o.O;;

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