Re: Darkness engulfs us all. Goth party the 28th of May
Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 9:03 pm
Nice, wild party. Dark music, gloomy poetries, evrybody in black, what's not to love? 
Ty for a good time y'all. Specially thankful to Frydes for organizing it, Aina for the cool streaming music, and Evolution in general for their support.
And them Samara guards playing bouncers
I'll cut the videos together sometime next week (or next month, don't hold your breath!
)
This was my poetry submission. That frydes forgot to judge in
I hope the others post their too, they were all very nice and DARK.
And wormy for his tale of ... THE RYZOM ZONE! OBA!!!
haha.
Anyway, here is my blantaly Blake ripped-off poem:
The Kitin
Kitin Kitin, burning black,
Shiny shadow of the Dark;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what darkened shoot or root,
Gleam the opal of thine suit?
On what shell dare we admire?
What the coat, the living sapphire?
And what nesting, in what core,
Echo the chillness of thy roar?
And when thy roar began to break,
What dread claws? In what dread lake?
What the water, what the goo?
In what soil was thy brew?
What the moon beam? What sharp stick,
dare its deadly terrors prick?
When Ma-Duk reined in his steed,
And watered Atys with his seeds.
Did he and Jena smile to see?
Did he who made Yubo made thee?
Kitin Kitin, burning black,
Shiny shadow of the Dark;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
- Fyrx, Fyros, Homin
Ty for a good time y'all. Specially thankful to Frydes for organizing it, Aina for the cool streaming music, and Evolution in general for their support.
And them Samara guards playing bouncers
I'll cut the videos together sometime next week (or next month, don't hold your breath!
)This was my poetry submission. That frydes forgot to judge in
I hope the others post their too, they were all very nice and DARK.
And wormy for his tale of ... THE RYZOM ZONE! OBA!!!
haha.
Anyway, here is my blantaly Blake ripped-off poem:
The Kitin
Kitin Kitin, burning black,
Shiny shadow of the Dark;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what darkened shoot or root,
Gleam the opal of thine suit?
On what shell dare we admire?
What the coat, the living sapphire?
And what nesting, in what core,
Echo the chillness of thy roar?
And when thy roar began to break,
What dread claws? In what dread lake?
What the water, what the goo?
In what soil was thy brew?
What the moon beam? What sharp stick,
dare its deadly terrors prick?
When Ma-Duk reined in his steed,
And watered Atys with his seeds.
Did he and Jena smile to see?
Did he who made Yubo made thee?
Kitin Kitin, burning black,
Shiny shadow of the Dark;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
- Fyrx, Fyros, Homin
