by Stoa on album Miscellaneous
Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'automne Blessent mon coeur D'une langueur Monotone Tout suffocant Et Blême, quand Sonne l'heure Je me souviens Des jours anciens Et je pleure Et je m'en vais
by Stoa on album Porta Viii
Sic aetatis ver humanae Iuventus primo mane Reflorescit paululum Mane tatem hoc excludit Vitae vesper, dum concludit Vitale crepusculum
by Stoa on album Grabesgesänge der schwarzen Engel
Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made... Those are pearls that were his eyes. Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange ... Se