waged so terrified so terrified to divide and conquer the running-drunken-splendor over screaming blackest waters and the blood we shed in moondrop tears
[music: Eternal Tears of Sorrow] [lyrics: Vetel?inen] The dance of two free souls...No more masquerades of mortals Just you and me as nightly guests
Hand in hand she walks with me and the shame, it's burning my eyes etching each memory in time, just to be by her side her face carved deeply in
The ghost... I am... caresses reality the eye... you are.. devouring the light the blade... fate is... cuts deep in our silhouette into furrows of
Be prepared: I shall not make way for thee But thou shalt make way for me! I am not the one Whom hath planted future's seeds But reap upon the ground
Do tell me why my dreams Speak to me always of never? For I am the never, the ever dreaming senses Within the windows of mine eyes, the beauty is ever
La rose se meurt... Les petales tombent parmi les feuilles Fond toi en moi En des images d'une beaute sans amour Et des profiles eclaires en silhouettes
sorrow And take unto myself Thy kiss I awaken thee Would they hold me as I wept? Would they dry my endless tears? Would they kiss me as I died
A gathering of tears Embrace the divine tragedy A chorus of saddened spirits Echoing silently... forever Autumn hath awakened her children
Is it simply a kiss of carnal dreams? What once a father to tender sleeplessness The deviance of youthful whispering A majesty to darkness, a visage...
Autumn, the Beautiful: - Is it raining, dear child, where dost thou wander now? Is it raining once again, or is it only thy tears? Sweet innocence
I guide them to my sweet sanctum Please forgive me For what I hath done My soul is but for you to take Tears wash away my sins My darkest hour hath
Gazing deeply into small eyes Forever softly they shall speak Whispering voices from deep within Cries of pain for no one to hear They shall never see
am the rain and the ever darkening sky I am the velvet shadows of the night Embrace the dreaming mystery... Partake of my scornful bereavement Welcome my tears
I. Wander Paths of unbound memories Tangled within the inner depths of love and sorrow Untrodden by questioning footsteps Unbroken by deafening silence
The dying leaves soundlessly fall The withering trees whisper of winter dreams Thus... she shamelessly unveils herself The silence is forever broken
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