In the Petropolis of shades we will expire..., by Ilya Shambat In the Petropolis of shades we will expire /
Proserpina reigns above us in her power /
With every breath partaking dying air, /
Closer to death ...
In transparent Petropolis we all will die..., by U. R. Bowie In transparent Petropolis we all will die, /
Where Proserpine holds sway in clouds above us. /
With each deep breath we drink in lethal air from t...
In transparent Petropolis we will leave only bone..., by A. S. Kline In transparent Petropolis we will leave only bone, /
here where we are ruled by Proserpina. /
We drink the air of death, each breath of the wind’s...