| _My Autumn Lament_ Taken in by this plauge all thy visions now decay by something so fragile and sane It's like a broken arrow wounded in this fleash loseing thy only hero ...pain is given to the best In all this morbid ecticy this wind blows much sinful seed and there are no fates left to comfort thine own tragity Now with thy own right power voices taunt and play decending thine own will; no longer standing still with cells of red for every tear I've spilled a guilty mind bruised a wicked soul blooms into deady thorns lit by a new Autumn's moon onto the Goddess's she speaks "reality is hard to seek. For love has filled my veins, but thy own shadowed spirit I have betrayed." And in this cage of wilted blades Thine bounded wrists have come to find a rose so glossed of shame it glistened with a rotted cry with screams of transgressed sanity brought numbing scars upon thy vanity with hopes to comfort thine own tragity |
| __Northern Winds__
Imprint into North winds what was concealed into thy forever the luminosity of a night sky from where the dark began the glitter has dripped below thine eyes upon such an ocean with woe be such icy warmth from no hands Nor embrace from white angels Shadows creeping inside thy thoughts screams by pray in these predatory claws There may only be one wish to drain the wounded dreams the iniquity preasure seeping deeper infecting these veins behold a morbid stranger with morbid scent by nothern winds and upon a bleeding face dries the glitter's weal for him Breath taken away by these northern winds Anti-beauty why thy sanctuary had began.. |
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