Southeast Fly the Peacocks （孔雀东南飞） The animation is inspired by the narrative of the ancient song with rich historical contexts, yet it is not only bonded with the original story, but reflects on the tragical consequences with a broad cultural background. The anonymous ballad “Southeast Fly the Peacocks,” also titled “Chiao Chung-ching’s Wife（焦仲卿妻）,” is one of the most remarkable poems in the Chinese language. It is the longest narrative poem prior to the Tun-huang ballads of the Tang Dynasty. It is unique among the early yue-fu poems in its elaborate narration, composed with great literary skill. The domestic tragedy it relates has moved readers through the ages and it of great interest from the viewpoints of literary history, social history, and social psychology. – Hans H. Frankel, The Chinese Ballad “Southeast Fly the Peacocks.” , Vol. 34, (1974), pp. 248-271. Oh when my love, my darling,You've left me here alone,I'll walk the streets of LondonWhich once seemed all our own.

The vast suburban churchesTogether we have found:The ones which smelt of gaslightThe ones in incense drown'd;I'll use them now for praying inAnd not for looking round.No more the Hackney EmpireShall find us in its stallsWhen on the limelit croonerThe thankful curtain falls,And soft electric lamplightReveals the gilded walls.I will not go to Finsbury ParkThe putting course to seeNor cross the crowded High RoadTo Williamsons' to tea,For these and all the other thingsWere part of you and me.croscill shower curtains dillardsI love you, oh my darling,And what I can't make outIs why since you have left meI'm somehow still about.red kite hello ernest pink curtains 1. Intro: Green Reflectioncurtains waiuku

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The King betrayed by his treacherous mind Defeated by Beorc, The Lunar Force Been standing here for ages Watching the valleys blossom and burn The pyres of yesterday smells of losing you Preserved we are, portraits (in the glassy depths) I picked up the shattered mirror, put them in water Cold as my dreams Isa: Still - Standing - Empowered Isa: Watching you die, with tears of ice Isa: Detached - Silent - Ecstasy Isa: We are the dead We arrived here from different spaces Bidding the wooden shrines farewell Concealed within dead lips lies the rope That forged us and then tore us to shreds Distant opposite assembly at the shores They're telling me it's time to let go A time to burn, a time to build With your own hands a room within that room Bring it all towards the centre and tremble Bring her back from the shadows and kiss her Retrieve the sword from the abyss Hold back the tidal wave

Staring across the void, seeing eye to eye in folded space I see you with the colours and frenzy of the sacred rooms We've met in those dreams; ice blue water ran towards the green sky The gods spoke to us in their infancy Suns waiting for us to smitten them with the flames of our disease And we did so laughing, giving birth to sunrises in our wake Never in need of sleep, nor in need of truth I would never have stayed in this darkness, and we would ascend The taste of ash, no stars above - No green grass below The last words set ablaze as we saw the inner imagery How it all came alive when we no longer reached for it How it all rose and overwhelmed the speechless (us) In this house without words we came to be one In these books without text we found the way A path along a faded memory, without the fear of finding home We would never have stayed We would never have stayed in this darkness Brought here by sorrow

Raised in the depths of fear Feasting on the joy of Man Surrounding the trembling mind Surrounding the troubled soul Strength failed to tame the serpent The offspring of laughter and sadness Saved by the power of its kin Obeying the whispering chaos Pulsating underneath your skin Feasting 'till the end of time Denying all peace within Fearing the freedom it never feels To long gone sanity It lurks deep below Emerge at the last step I am a part of the darkness Used to watch from afar Sensing the violence of morningAnd waiting for nothing Devouring the spirit, grinding the heart There are good things in the burning fields There's peace in the slaughtered flesh There's life in the frozen seeds I'll dream in the deserts And comfort the thirst for seeing The violet dawn in the distance Beckons me to steal its light I'll wait for you here A new sound heard throughout the land

From which the spirits had left ages ago Sacrifice and honour replaced by betrayal and usurpers A trail of sweat and blood, a gathering to the pagan For ages we have wandered Under the wings of deception Too long have we been waiting For the long winter to end An uprising by those that claim the Supremacy of One Against the misleaders of the blind, deceivers of the Masses Man can no longer claim ignorance as reason for waiting It is all for the taking, the world for their making We will gather again In honour of the nine nights To praise the courage To watch the harvest Navigation by the fires of dead worlds Towards the shores of Neogenesis Distant self now cut through, approaching infinitely Racing hearts throbbing deep beneath the painted bones Mars opens the hidden doors to Venus Lunar flight crashing into solar storms Blinding unification - vertigo - ecstatic curtain fall Get ablaze by inner arson, endlessly reborn