Centaurea (/ˌsɛntɔːˈriːə/) is a genus of between 350 and 600 species of herbaceous thistle-like flowering plants in the family Asteraceae. Members of the genus are found only north of the equator, mostly in the Eastern Hemisphere; the Middle East and surrounding regions are particularly species-rich. Common names for this genus are centaury, centory, starthistles, knapweeds, centaureas and the more ambiguous "bluets"; a vernacular name used for these plants in parts of England is "loggerheads" (Common Knapweed). The Plectocephalus group – possibly a distinct genus – is known as basketflowers. "Cornflowers" is used for a few species, but that term more often specifically means C. cyanus (sometimes also called "Basket Flower"). The common name "centaury" is sometimes used, although this also refers to the unrelated plant genus Centaurium.
Knapweeds are robust weedy plants. Their leaves, spiny in some species, are usually deeply divided into elongated lobes at least in the plants' lower part, becoming entire towards the top. The "flowers" (actually pseudanthium inflorescences) are diverse in colour, ranging from intense blues, reds and yellows to any mixture of these and lighter shades towards white. Often, the disk flowers are much darker or lighter than the ray flowers, which also differ in morphology and are sterile. Each pseudanthium sits atop a cup- or basket-like cluster of scaly bracts, hence the name "basketflowers". Many species, in particular those inhabiting more arid regions, have a long and strong taproot.
A drop of love, in rain falling, lighting up my
darkness
His light becomes weaker, infinite ocean of stars...
Far away from a dream...
Now alone I wake, hidden in every corner
Blinded to my dreams, looking for my angel
Knowing not where my dreams are flying
Finding not anymore white or gold wings
Angels sing come take my ashes
Wings to dust, lost heart...
Leaving back the ways leading to the sunrise
Night takes in the lorn, await me...
Angels sing come take my ashes
Wings to dust, lost heart...
Queen of darkness, queen of night
I walk in sadness blinded by my fears
Emerald breeze caresses my tears
Angels sing come take my ashes
Wings to dust, lost heart...
Angels sing come take my ashes
Wings to dust, lost heart...
Tears of sorrow broken like crystal
Embrace cold forever,
Pale moon yearning