Caustic fluids dripping from the gills underneath
Give rise to the pilar and the shroud deep beneath
Moist from the dew caught in a web glistening
The reverberating grating filaments bristling
If better trained was I
No flower would die
With the fatehr's sigh
You are all destined to lie
Glossy unbroken and sleek, smooth space
Obcured naked spored fungals, sporidesmium
1 | Atmosphere |
2 | Panoramic |
3 | Free Me |
4 | Psychoma |
5 | Loathe |
6 | Spores |
7 | Glide |
8 | Under Veil Of The Endless Grey Sky |
9 | Linger |
10 | Benumb |