S.I.C.K.
auf dem Bandcamp Mittelhessen 2016
S.I.C.K.
Dreamland
By a route obscure and lonely
Haunted by ill angels only
Where an Eidolon named night
On a black throne reigns upright
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule
From a clime that lieth sublime
Out of space
Out of time
Mountains toppling evermore
Into seas without a shore
By the lakes that thus outspread
Their lone waters lone and dead
Their sad waters cold and chilly
With the snows of lolling lily
By the mountains near the river
Murmuring lowy murmuring ever
From a clime that lieth sublime
