Existence
Or death
Immortality
Or forever long to be forgotten
Every day it seems as though these choices get harder to choose from
I wander aimlessly through portals of the past and present
At times, I hear the voices…singing to me though ancient songs
“And we shall rise
Rise but not fail
We shall shed the blood
Not for love but for dread
Carry me my immortal one
Carry me away
Into your arms of wicked peace
I have waited so long to be in your arms once again
Carry me my immortal one
Carry me away
Carry me away to a time I am with you….”
It’s been many years now I pondered
I finally realize where I belong
I do not exist yet I do
I am dead yet I am alive
I am of morality yet immortality
“And we shall rise
But now we fall
One of the many deaths we suffer
We shall shed blood until it’s the end
Not for love but for dread and mercy
Carry me away my immortal one
Carry me away if you hear
I want to be in your arms of wicked peace
Carry me away to another time where we shall remain forever…”
…….I am doomed to exist in this life forever but my soul will only remain
(In the beginning)
In the beginning
Was when I met you
The year was B.C Before Christ
I still remember your touch
I still remember your kiss
I even remember the sting of your sharp words
The scents, the ancient tongue we spoken
I remember everything
It was in the beginning….
It was in the beginning….
(The suffering)
In a time, things seemed different
I couldn’t hear much anymore
Life moved ever so fast but time stood still
It was the suffering of the bleeding moon never to return
(The falling)
Blood
Death everywhere to be found
The pyramids burning
The virgins raped
The court dead
(The death)
I ran to the sacred place
The place of eternity
I give my life to you
In return of immorality
(The ending)
I lay here
Bleeding
Choking on my own blood
The time has closed to my frightful ending
(In the new beginning)
I walk like a dead corpse
Feeling a vivid longing inside
I don’t know why
I do not belong here
I don’t belong here in this time..
(The dreams)
The walking men
With kilts of white
The women in dresses of pure white
The sweet smelling scents
A gift from the Gods
And him..There was him
(The Awakening)
The sun hiding behind the mountains
The stars were dead
The moon was cold
But I remember everything again…
You look in the mirror day after day
But not like everyone else
You know why your clouds are gray
You know why it always rains
It’s been awhile since you've last thought
About the dark sided past you once fought
I wonder do you still apologize to yourself
Can you tell me if your pain is the same as you first felt?
Would it be too assuming if I said you are your own destruction train?
You took nails and impaled your own hands to your own cross
A personal bond between you and your God
But now you've grown older and the world starts to change
You still see yourself still the same
Nothing has changed with you
I see you take comfort in being in an empty shell
Don't ever again pave your road to hell
You look in the mirror everyday
But not like everyone else
You know why the clouds will always be grey….
COMMENTS
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LordWolf
18:29 Oct 27 2010
and your soul can find the other souls you share your life and love with....
and find joy again.
~W~