The Evil that lurks within
Since then at an uncertain hour,That agony returns,And till my ghastly tale is toldThis heart within me burns The Rime of the Ancient
Since then at an uncertain hour,That agony returns,And till my ghastly tale is toldThis heart within me burns The Rime of the Ancient
Berlin was bleak. The skies were grey, the trees bare and the city lacked colour. Snow flurries floated by the windows as my