Sunday, July 22, 2007

Velvet Red Ruin


My heart weeps begging for your soul
As my hunger cries for the purest blood,
Pure, like a deep oceans landscape
Always beautiful but somehow dull.

Inside, a river of hate runs
Taking over all my colours,
Dawn awaits at the closest shore.

Dark doom symbols were led to me,
Guidance through my art,
And danced beside me.
As the morbid witches take care of me,
In their palace of doom and passion
Where black is the immortal fashion.

I see no colours,
Blood red and darkness black guide me
Through cold grey.
In my den I lay.

The night grows old,
The silent waters sooth this pallid awakening!
Moonlight! embrace my death
Painless executioner
Omnipresent killing soldier.
Hope died
My soul cried
in the quest of the purest of brides.
My red blood died cold,
As cruelty treated me like her fallen son.
Another,
Nocturnal Reverie
An Ocean in a Tear.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Chaste


Once a horrid man
Suffered silently.
Diabolical gestures,
Tainted misanthropy.
Destructive screams due to
Unearthly sins.

You, addicted subtraction,
Without a purpose,
Never cared for redemption,
Perfect, a pure sacrifice.

A beautiful man
Murdered silently,
His movements, epiphany,
A stained soul, a parody of a man...
He wouldn’t have his gods
Suffering for you…

Another
Nocturnal Reverie,
And a sip of melancholy.