turn loose the swans

• abuk agir aksak ritmleri olan bir parcadir^*. konserde duymak icin sabirsizlanirsiniz, titrersiniz. brutal vokali bile cekilir kilan bir melodisi vardir.
  
  so little of what we observe, is the girl
  herself. elaborate, scented coiffers. adieu
  d'amour. vast is the heirs ballroom. let the
  rich give you presents. heaven pours from
  her throat, as she sings and as she dances.
  the fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and
  dripping, playing in the air. my mouth eager
  and wishing. but i return to this
  nightingale. her hair all fiery red. deep it is
  and wild. my weakness will be fed. boys
  whipped on the alter of diana, sometimes
  until they died. the cunning wily
  merchant, and his four crippled horses. tales
  told in warlike manner. the storyteller by
  the fire . while musing deeply on this sight,
  the songster stirred my desire. you are
  sweet and fine to listen to. long tresses
  about her neck. yet much is false. this
  mighty evening, i've seen no face. this is
  crushing me. my quill it aches. turn loose
  the swans that drew my poets craft. i'll
  dwell in desolate cities. you burned my
  wings. i leave this ode, splendid victorious
  through the carnage. i wanted to touch
  them all. i wanted to touch them all.