In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A Stately Pleasure Dome Decree. *LINK*

loookin hot bro

I see you've unretired. Good luck with everything.

SpaceAce

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!

And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced;
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail:
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!

The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves:
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 't would win me
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.

SpaceAce

hahah wtf... jackass

.. nice stunt though

Woohoo!

No more God!

Good lookin stuff, nice prices too.. Nice job Eros!

Thx man we try.

Rush lives!

Hey - the new site looks great - good job!

"To seek the sacred river Alph
To walk the caves of ice
To break my fast on honey dew
And drink the milk of Paradise..."

I had heard the whispered tales
Of immortality
The deepest mystery
From an ancient book. I took a clue
I scaled the frozen mountain tops
Of eastern lands unknown
Time and Man alone
Searching for the lost - Xanadu

Xanadu -

To stand within The Pleasure Dome
Decreed by Kubla Khan
To taste anew the fruits of life
The last immortal man
To find the sacred river Alph
To walk the caves of ice
Oh, I will dine on honey dew
And drink the milk of Paradise

A thousand years have come and gone
But time has passed me by
Stars stopped in the sky
Frozen in an everlasting view
Waiting for the world to end
Weary of the night
Praying for the light
Prison of the lost - Xanadu

Xanadu -

Held within The Pleasure Dome
Decreed by Kubla Khan
To taste my bitter triumph
As a mad immortal man
Nevermore shall I return
Escape these caves of ice
For I have dined on honey dew
And drunk the milk of Paradise

Yhey Neil! Rush Rules!

loving it bro

Congrats Eros

Looks good to bro

Umm...
The original text written by

Lord Byron

Late 17th Century.

I just pictured eroswebmaster dressed as Olivia Newton John....

Um. Yeah... I know. I quoted Fusion X's posting of the lyrics to Xanadu by Rush.

la la la

She used to be hot when she stiill had titties.

hehehe.. looking great brother!!!

How'd that whole "jesus" thing workout? lol...looking good man.

He touched my danger zone, however we settled out of court.

bumpity bump bump

good to see you back

I've seen it too..

Cool.. congrats!

congrats!!!;)

Awesome job Eros! The new site looks Great

looks good Eros

very very sweet

hey i just noticed some of Extreme Holly's templates are in the site's portfolio... even cooler

thanks for keeping the faith...I could feel it like when tinkerbell is dying in peter pan and everyone claps and says..."I do...I do...I do believe in fairies."