-
I shall shine in wating of the meeting, between you and I,
-
however fleeting.
-
Your passion crushes this powerful wave...
-
You're awake.
-
Am I in heaven?
-
Would you like me to finish that poem?
-
That was a poem?
-
Blok, silly.
-
Yes, of course. Carry on.
-
And all fall beneath it, it's lover,
-
it's slave.
-
I just love Ophelia Song.