Lost wintry morning on a summers day
He awaits, Dark spectre hides his face from the burning sun.
His gaze, as if that of sightless eyes of a mindless child;
He stands atop ancient fortress, above stormy seas, unable to play.
Under arms below sadistic tower,
In this the castle of the olden one;
We've come so far to deliver all
From decadences' remains of our waste land Kingdom.
Now it seems to no end,
As mine eyes beheld the power,
I knew by Evil we would fall.
Beginning of end of journey,
All blackened across the paths
As expectation of liberation
Becomes expiration, cancellation.
Our strength no better than the sands which blow
Evermore against these walls.
Looking toward violent rays,
Burning as the Dark one casts his shadow
Over me.
Laughing, to live once more I embrace
The blackness of sin I see.
Pagan dreams-are false meanings-
The Master believes me just another fool.
Cold desire-is true meaning-
Through different shades of a fragile mind,
I walked across the barriers beyond which
No mortal ever came.
Doomed child, Blessed siege
****** enigma) takes his life
As he calls out, the last, my name.
Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 10:02 PM UTC
Lost wintry morning on a summers day
He awaits, Dark spectre hides his face from the burning sun.
His gaze, as if that of sightless eyes of a mindless child;
He stands atop ancient fortress, above stormy seas, unable to play.
Under arms below sadistic tower,
In this the castle of the olden one;
We've come so far to deliver all
From decadences' remains of our waste land Kingdom.
Now it seems to no end,
As mine eyes beheld the power,
I knew by Evil we would fall.
Beginning of end of journey,
All blackened across the paths
As expectation of liberation
Becomes expiration, cancellation.
Our strength no better than the sands which blow
Evermore against these walls.
Looking toward violent rays,
Burning as the Dark one casts his shadow
Over me.
Laughing, to live once more I embrace
The blackness of sin I see.
Pagan dreams-are false meanings-
The Master believes me just another fool.
Cold desire-is true meaning-
Through different shades of a fragile mind,
I walked across the barriers beyond which
No mortal ever came.
Doomed child, Blessed siege
****** enigma) takes his life
As he calls out, the last, my name.
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