Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Memories

Do I dare run away from that which saved me?
Do I dare wander the halls of those who forsook me?
Why do I search for these answers in these places which killed me?
Slowly and yet surely they stole all of the life that I once held

The petals of the rose strike the ground as the hour draws nearer
I raise my sword and my being is fufilled
They will pay for what they once killed
Returning- to steal back what they once stole

Revenge is a sweet weapon
Hidden in an armorery so bitter-told
Its secrets reaching none
But the Ice’s last cold

Do you feel the chill?
In the morn time sun
Lights a-falling upon a ground soon to be covered
In the last shedding of the blood

I can’t stop this feeling from taking hold
It is so new
Yet it is so old

I died once for their freedom
Now they shall die at my hands
Just so we may escape
Return to those lands

Do your remember
The memories of the past
They are so long lost
And yet they still have been able to last

Her breath keeps me going
I shall fight forever at her side
Whether she be true or not
Her love I will find

The time comes
The pendulum falls
The sea-storm is here
And here is it all

Burning rushes the tides
To melt at the shore
And be lost again
In what they once were

The hope and truth
Will never be recovered
But in the dreams of a few desolete and lost
On a path never meant for them to have to endure

She has a light
It shines within her empty soul
And I reach for her
To find nothing but the spiritless mold

Could they kill her?
With their hands of blue
They have thrilled her
With the memory of what was once true

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