published on: 2016-09-25 03:30:06
strange-gods: the winds are his hands, and he weaves the years
strange-gods: those who sleep will yet heed the word, calling
strange-gods: ye clothed in smoke, thou shalt never perish
strange-gods: ye crowned in storms, thou shalt never perish
strange-gods: ye risen from the vulture’s beak, thou shalt
strange-gods: ye called to the gulfs, thou shalt never perish