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    Medium shot of the most beautiful African geisha, White clothes, sensual, dark mood, soft lights, golden lights, black background
    There was a Country by the Sea, top hard light, Dark environment, highly detailed, melancholic, masterful photography, ultra detailed
    Beautiful female demon, oriental damask ornaments, in the style of restrained palette, distressed materials, realistic color schemes, hieratic visionary, figura serpentinata, nicola samori, bold yet graceful , alexander McQueen fashion costume style, oil painting style
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    Monica Bellucci as a japanese warrior samurai princess geisha
    full shot of a real japanese albino samurai, grunge armour, standing pose, oil painting Rembrandt style, black background, hard brush stroke style,
    Nosferatu, photography style, mist, dramitic shadows, dynamic lights, high contrast lights and shadows, grey background studio
    full shot of a real japanese albino, grunge armour, standing pose, oil painting Rembrandt style, black background, hard brush stroke style,
    underworld king, small white eyeballs, hyper realistic, ultra detailed, translucent oiled skin, black skin
    How wild the wind came in
On the day when I found out
Passage of the one dead star
Its black dust lingering
Seeping through to my lungs
I fall towards the skyline
I drown my sorrows here
In liquids clear
Time for absolution
How the dead birds sing
They're right atop my roof
Black and white Photography studio style, high contrast,hard lights, dynamic shadows, white background
    I must Die
Through the Sky
And the Forest
Follow the Wind, go North my Child
to the purest of Winters
Go to the Forest that never Ends
There you'll find your fate
And to the North I rode, on the coldest of winds
I watched the Mountains where the frost begun
Where no Angels ever dare to tread
Where Death is all mine
At last I found the Throne of Bereavement
Grim and bleak raised to the Sky
The Velvet Thorns of Drynhwyl are mine
and so are death and sadness
See...
My final Sacrfice
In the trees you will hear my voice
ever calling ever falling
Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad
Flowing tunes on Autumn Funeral
Ashes spread in the Northern Storm
    Behold the ancient sky, clouds of lie
Souls can't sleep, until the throne's mastering..again!
Tomb of insomnia.........can't sleep
    Albino girl, naturally beautiful, studio natural makeup, white suit, studio photography style, white background,
    symmetrical front view of a beautiful alien, she has an open mouth showing the tounge. The tounge has painted the british flag on it
    cyan, superman portrait, cyan over cyan
    Albino girl, naturally beautiful, studio natural makeup, white suit, studio photography style, white background,
    Your heart is eternal
Like a bee in amber
The distant words in your gaze
Drops of blood in honey-stream
The memories of these days
And times
When moments became eternity
    Behold the ancient sky, clouds of lie
Souls can't sleep, until the throne's mastering..again!
Tomb of insomnia.........can't sleep
    side view, full shot of Nosferatu, photography style, mist, dramitic shadows, dynamic lights, high contrast lights and shadows, grey background studio
    I thought things would take off
But they cooled down
Your voice on the phone
I hear traffic behind
Violent rain
Outside looking out
Looking up
Fragments of sky
Looking to leave
Transmit and deceive
Kill off the fortune tellers
You say that woe is always on your mind
You drag me back in for a breath of comfort
No longer telling wrong from right
The ghostlike horizon of your eye
I hear things aren't well
Since you sold me out
I remember you clear
Your rituals of doubt
With city lights from 1988
Sprinkled like dust
On your window pane
You say that woe is always on your mind
You drag me back in for a breath of comfort
No longer telling wrong from right
The ghostlike horizon of your eye
Maelstrom
I'm drifting away
I'm staying under
You fall back to aged ideals
Controlled by thunder
Ruled by dishonour
Come feel
I am not real
Woe is always on your mind
You drag me back in for a breath of comfort
No longer telling wrong from right
The ghostlike horizon of your eye
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