Flight of the Angels
They rise up in tornadic flight, Unleashing scarlet firelight. They pour it on the coal-cloaked hills, The bloodless frosts; their lava fills The starved blue gleam of Winter's eye And scalds dawn on the star-cold sky. -…
They rise up in tornadic flight, Unleashing scarlet firelight. They pour it on the coal-cloaked hills, The bloodless frosts; their lava fills The starved blue gleam of Winter's eye And scalds dawn on the star-cold sky. -…
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