To falling star
A line of light through hollow skies,
Drowned glare in toiling pit of tar,
Caught in uncaring earthly ties…
I mourn for you, oh falling star.
You were unseen, yet journeyed far,
In humble mantle made of dust,
So pure and pretty… Now you are
Corrupt in scorching sin of lust.
In cold and silent depths of space,
You wandered, near to Heaven’s door.
You wished for more, discarded grace
To fight for prison you adore.
An emptiness and lonely cries
And he who fails to comprehend…
It's nightmare, yes, but is there price
That you can pay to make it end?
You saw the happiness as deal:
Coal for a tear, pearl for a smile.
Soul for a bliss? Scars slowly heal,
Regeneration takes a while.
A pleasant sight and hope to thrive,
That was enough for you to bet.
Forsaking all, went into dive
Towards a world you never met.
You think you’re reaching for a dream,
But gravity lays vicious traps.
In hold of primal mindless stream,
You start to burn as you collapse.
In fellowship of licking flames,
Ignoring choices you’ve just made,
You’re seeing wonders in blank frames,
You’re hiding in a shadow’s shade.
Improving mirror with the paint,
A beautyful, artistic stroke,
Misleading truth with skillful feint,
Bonds of reality you broke.
You’ve built a castle in the high,
Where every brick is cut from lie,
All words of reason you deny,
And to the barren ground you fly.
So shine, you silly piece of rock,
Enjoy long wanted blazing wings.
When midnight rings at doomsday clock,
All dreams are ash and sorrow sings.
Walls of Past
Walls of past before my eyes,
Bricks from rays of gone sunrise,
Mortar, mixed with love's demise,
Dust of never realized.
Walls of past behind my lids,
Crypts of countless futile deeds,
Graves of many selfish needs,
Tombs forgotten, crowned in weeds.
Walls of past inside my brain,
Visions, rushing like a train,
Music, melting in the rain,
Warmth, lost under chilling strain.
Walls of past surround my heart,
Chains, ensnaring each new start,
Guarding system, state of art,
Jail, from where there's no depart.
Walls of past, a neuron grate,
Monuments to sorry fate.
Only He can open gate,
Cleanse the slate and liberate.
Spiral of pain
Spiral of pain,
Shrieking refrain,
Maddening chain,
Footsteps of Cain.
Torturous maze,
Capturing gaze,
Poisonous daze,
Harrowing raze.
Bitter replay,
Cycled dismay,
Echoing way
To disarray.
Layers of black,
Hideous stack,
Serpentine rack,
Grinding flashback.
Adding one coil,
Instant recoil,
Air turns to oil,
Flesh starts to boil.
Mirroring grief,
Deafening riff,
Daily tariff,
Tested belief.
Сообщение отредактировал Surtur: 19 Июль 2009 - 14:40