Sol Invictus
blood of summer
Run laughing towards the serpent's jaws, where England meets the sea
Breathe in the old dreams of the dead that travel on the winds
A taste of salt, of love, of things left unsaid, undone
A face like sunlight that burns my eyes and my soul
That haunts and comforts, whispers of what could have been
In broken days that lie beneath a broken tree
I call to no one or to the gods, who never reply
The years that have melted away, and a future like a sickness waits to destroy
I will drown in the blood of summer
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- In a Garden Green (Deluxe Edition)
- Thrones (Deluxe Edition)
- The Killing Tide
- King & Queen
- In the Rain
- The Cruellest Month
- Trees in Winter
- The Hill of Crosses
- The Blade
- Lex Talionis
- All Things Strange and Rare
- Let Us Prey
- Black Europe
- Thrones
- Trieste
- Brugge
- In Europa
- Sol Veritas Lux
- Frankfurt Sound Depot 1991-03-24
- In a Garden Green