söndag 22 juni 2014

Art of today: The lichkid

"Forever dancing in the cold light of the tomb,
her short sad story on that mossy stone eternally told, 
holding her teddy dear in a cold embrace,
the plays on the graveyards soil so damp and cold,

what is that in your other hand you hold behind your back?
Oh no, it is my own deaths grin I see in the old cold blade of steel! "


The Lichkid and eternal plays