the burning coast of regnum italicum

my black

feathered breast

unto comes o'er mast & sail

look upon a broken site

torn apart through wind & hail

lead me to the chaos of water

as i reveal myself to you

a fall from god is a blessing unknown

its rivers deep from which i drew

where is the burning city?

great naples

its kings alone

a hunger roared and reared

a fool suffers in rome

mon enfant

prends patience

bientot la nuit tombera

dors

si tu peux

et reve de pays merveilleux