[I - The words] [II - - Passage of time] [IV - The silent [V - heel] [VI - of souls] - Face to face] [VIII - [IX -
Let no man breach the gate to this blasphemous of halls Lest and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap He n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call For she must never waken from her Sleep.. The monastery stood above the ruined city It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and All the suffering and heartache, all the and broken bones For there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly And all did bow beneath the power of her hand
And in the monastery garden sat a woman a book A manuscript that lay within her and trembling arms She looked around her nervously as rose in her heart But the sway of had drawn her out too far
She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous For this dark tome was no for human to ever read The pages dripped with legions of words and visions So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had freed
For no apparent had the woman been drawn in Perhaps it was a of fate, an absence of real thought She wandered to a room that before she'd never And all at once the interest of her senses had caught For no apparent reason had the women been in Where rows of dusty lay in an ominous display
But one ancient leather binding had the grain of skin And seized with curiosity she stole this book
And now she sat alone in the concealment of the She was hungry now to liberate the from their cage The glimmer of a feeble moon provided her light As she up the cover and began to read the page Fly, soul, the guest, Upon your arrant Let be guiled by false confession Truth be your warrant Fly for your body must die
But for those who seek For those who prosperity From this single act of Will raise you far humanity
Oh willing who doth not know The full desire of this You walk where angels to go Thou shalt soon the reckoner Thy halo of glory, true gage May prove to be an pilgrimage
had happened beyond her control A of madness unfettered a soul That relish a freedom denied once before By a nation with it's back to the wall Within a split second of this text The spirit was free and had fled its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden And thus in the woman a was conceived From the beginning the was misled As a baby was in a monastery bed The miracle happening on this Earth Was as a glorious new Virgin Birth
From the moment in that baby was born The sun did now rise on a new Crimson And the creature just bided its time So in the cradling arms of the mother
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But for those who eternity For those who prosperity From this act of sanity Will you far above humanity
from the world, the child remained hidden A serpent in the Garden of Eden And all who looked down on this born babe Were ignorant now of the path would take The people were blind to the control That was daily upon every soul With no room to question delicate life All would be drowned and all doubts would be stifled
But one single did stand out from the crowd Though quiet at first - with a sound The Mother Superior harbored Brought to her heart by simple vision
Visions:]
The was a planet engulfed by the sea No dry land in sight, not a mountain or No rock jutted out from the horizon Or flowers to mark out the changing of
No dwelt in the forests or fields All life was its fate had been sealed
By the curse of a violent flood Mankind had drowned in an ocean of blood
The revelation was vivid and cruel It depicted two engrossed in a duel The one held a sword that was and pure The other a sword that was red to the
They as the sun rose high in the sky Their fight not end until one of them died No room did have for an error to make For the future of was the trophy at stake
But one of the warriors flouted the And cunning and guile had the other one fooled As he up his hands in a gesture of peace The silver opponent allowed retreat
Then the man the red sword attacked from behind Left the sword fighter defeated and blind Then carnage ensued that no man could As the bloody red blade sliced sinew and bone
All day did the swordsman attack without the other lay dead from the frenzied assault Until by the and all that remained Were the echoes of and a fresh crimson stain
And so the third of these unyielding visions A of war and ferocious divisions An of saviors marching as one Aware the end had already begun
arrived in a field, which was wide and expansive They waited in both ready and pensive The grassland was strewn with small petals Their fragrance was sweet with the stench of the
And but surely they fell into sleep Their consciousness gone as they in defeat And there still lie bereft of their willpower to their knees by the strength of a flower
The three visions, the Mother Superior A bitter of what was in store This infant so frail must not grow to be The world was at if she waited too long So veiled by the blackness of night she did And enter where mother and child were both And onwards she moved to the crib lay She leant the baby and started to pray She for forgiveness for what she would do She that the knife in her hand would aim true But all of a she was now paralyzed The baby daughter had opened her
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And into those eyes, the woman The look in her was both haunted and crazed She was smothered and in confusion and sadness The first to be gripped by this crimson madness This brutal psychosis not be explained No one single cause was or blamed But no one could think a child was involved And the mystery illness remained
So all as normal for seven short years A veil of deception any fears But there was one lapse in the child's And that could be seen in the depths of her
The message could clearly be there In the glimpse of the universe found in her Her gaze hypnotic, unbearably Suspicions were growing, it wouldn't be Oh willing who doth not know The full of this prisoner You where angels fear to go shalt soon embrace the reckoner
Now and then a would be raised Strong misgivings to be voiced But these were wiser not to say To doubt the child could prove to be a and deadly choice By now the reign had proved too much The was shadowed under dread But fear decreed that thoughts be crushed For the creature had the power to crawl inside your The in her darkest moment knew The had come for action to be taken
A journey must be to hidden truths She must return and read again the book she had
This tome presented many further Essential rules of power were And thus the pages offered up one The bore one significant Archilles Heel Should the Crimson Queen be blinded, then powerless be Bereft of vision, her victims will be free
Salvation in banishing this creature to the dark Let not your hand be hesitant or death be your mark Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from hell A steady heart seal her back within her crimson cell
And thou who didst release most vindictive enemy Must to be her warder there for all eternity
One quiet night the lady out beyond the monastery Her quest was one of urgency and preservation She traveled companions to reach the ruined city Where lay the means to her kind, a path to their salvation When there they searched for evidence of the Queen once slept And came upon a gateway, was tightly closed and barred A stark inscription warned of the risk of their next step But choices no more; they had already come too far
Let no man the gate to this most blasphemous of halls Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest wouldst reap He must n'er a slave to this Child's beck and call For she must never waken from her Crimson
Mike]
With fresh resolve the women carried on their goal And found themselves a cell crimson shade were scattered A sight so dreadful it chilled their souls The cell had long drained and all around the glass lay shattered
A in the shadows A flash of blazing The child stood them murder in her eyes The women ran her To try to the tide Of purse and crimson There was nowhere to hide Too slow was their They were back off their feet Their throats filled with panic As they stared as defeat Too weak was their They couldn't staunch the Of vitriol and out for this betrayal So the brave compatriots with damning pain Died in the dirt were bleeding and insane They'd looked into the eyes And crumbled in From images too For human to bear Salvation in banishing This to the dark Let not your hand be Or will be your mark" But there was still one hope No room for or doubt The mother knew was no choice She had to end now
She across the bloodstained ground Her eyes averted from the steely But secretly she knew found A way beyond this
Simon/Mike]
A few more seconds spanned the success or damnation Mankind would the aftermath speed Of deadly confrontation Got to for the eyes the monster running blind Go to the line Got to strike for those unforgiving
She veiled herself trivial thought A of insignificance Her failed to see beyond The fabric of
For a moment they were face to No sign of what was to be But her mind refused to break Those thoughts must not be Got to strike for the Leave the running blind Go to the line Got to strike for those eyes
Simon]
Striking hard, striking fast in The around is filled with shades of red Forced to stand in anticipation As rivulets of blood run down the Child's The chamber fills with screams of rage Of petulance and impotent Consumed with tidal waves of hate The princess falls to earth in dark
Her blindness the growth of nascent power That grows within her some poisonous flower The blade of darkness strikes her to the And so the inside begins to wilt But time is short for action to be No chance to dwell on pity or No chance for dark to be found The moment of Salvation be now!
Cast me to the crimson Thou hast the power should I be To my wicked reign And throw me to the pit of me to the crimson flames Thou shalt bar the of hell these words of sacred rule Seal me in my cell
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And was read the incantation Voices echoed and round The smiled in weak elation Mesmerized the sounds
Dan]
And with these of higher lore So mortal began to fade Soon child and mother were no Their earthly bodies now
Cast me to the crimson shalt bar the doors of hell Incant these of sacred rule Seal me in my crimson
Mike]
And still the chamber stands A single cell crimson hue by spoken word of Man Imbued with from spiritual Truth Two imprisoned for eternity and dark forever bound Two souls that never can be A pathway back not be found For trapped beyond foolish reach And far away from eyes
No channel now to or preach No to influence or guide The sacrifice she took the hope of the human race And thus she holds the book A in her crimson space
Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst For she never waken from this Crimson Sleep
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