Atrox Lyrics
"Homage"
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My whispering poems My treasures My arch images My
treasures They honour me Dead,
creaking trees They praise me Mute, mossy
rocks They worship me Empty shells Why exalt a man
murdered by his own muse To prevent
him from turning in his grave?
treasures They honour me Dead,
creaking trees They praise me Mute, mossy
rocks They worship me Empty shells Why exalt a man
murdered by his own muse To prevent
him from turning in his grave?