"As the streaks of fog & dust fade A sight of grey ashes & soft limbs cut The cold steel weapon, bleeding the emotion Is the weight of pain on an old heart" Sour blood streams freshly from my caged soul The strange apathy of the sky-shameless to weep How was I betrayed-my faith was so pure The hate I resent-stalking blasphemy may be the cure From falling steep-a broken man in guilt To become fulfilled-from the vows to the dark needs The winter strips the human shell from it's virginity The winter grows & nourishes towards a dark-melancholy The castle of trust & faith crumbles, and creates the path The path on which will lead him from the relic of the past Oh, god of harmony & filth How the fresh air creates music Blister, bitterness they ask The witches have done their task To seize an emotion and then, to cage it in your palm Vexatiously trespass and pull it out of my poor, vulnerable heart That material, which emotions are made-of Replenish that morose void with repertoires of treason "I anoint thee to scar the spring" I caress the exact spot, which I once assaulted I can feel those crooked lanes which force a mountain to bleed To fly & crow a curse on places never seen I hope, I beg, I crave for a raven's twisted dream From falling steep-a broken man in guilt To become fulfilled-from the vows to the dark needs
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