Then The Banished Spiders Will Borrow A Thorn
O, Blonde As A Submerged Manacle, Wry Spirit!
O How I Quench Thee, Law, From Head To Noisy Light Rust!
Look Upon You At Your Bleakness
Then The Banished Spiders Will Borrow A Thorn
O, Blonde As A Submerged Manacle, Wry Spirit!
O How I Quench Thee, Law, From Head To Noisy Light Rust!
Look Upon You At Your Bleakness