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Let no man the gate to this most blasphemous of halls Lest bitterness and chaos be the they wouldst reap He n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call For she must never from her Crimson Sleep.. The monastery stood towering above the city It shadowed all the new settlements and homes To look down on the was to sympathize and pity All the and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and dreams And all mankind did bow the power of her hand
And in the monastery garden sat a woman with a A manuscript that lay within her and trembling arms She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her But the sway of curiosity had her out too far
She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous For this dark was no for human eyes to ever read The pages dripped with legions of persuasive and visions So the volume had hidden well, but now it had been freed
For no reason 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 the interest of her senses had been caught For no apparent reason had the been drawn in Where of dusty books lay in an ominous display
But one ancient leather binding had the grain of skin And seized with curiosity she stole this away
And now she sat alone in the concealment of the She was hungry now to liberate the writings from cage The glimmer of a feeble moon provided her light As she opened up the and began to read the page Fly, soul, the guest, Upon your arrant Let be guiled by false confession shall be your warrant Fly for your body must die
But for those who eternity For those who yearn From this single act of raise you far above humanity
Oh willing host who doth not The full desire of prisoner You where angels fear to go Thou soon embrace the reckoner Thy halo of glory, true gage May prove to be an pilgrimage
Something had happened her control A moment of unfettered a soul That would relish a freedom denied before By a desperate nation it's back to the wall Within a second of reading this text The was free and had fled from its nest It was eager to grow this sudden reprieve And in the woman a life was conceived From the beginning the world was As a baby was born in a bed The miracle happening here on this Was as a glorious new Virgin Birth
From the moment in time that baby was The sun did now on a new Crimson dawn And the just bided its time undiscovered So safe in the cradling of the mother
Dan]
But for those who seek For those who yearn From this act of sanity Will you far above humanity
from the world, the child remained hidden A disguised in the Garden of Eden And all who down on this newly born babe Were ignorant now of the path this take The people were blind to the subtle That was daily upon every soul With no room to this delicate life All would be drowned and all doubts would be stifled
But one single mind did stand out from the Though quiet at first - with a sound The Superior harbored suspicion Brought to her heart by simple vision
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The first was a planet by the sea No dry in sight, not a mountain or tree No rock jutted out the endless horizon Or flowers to mark out the of seasons
No animals in the forests or fields All life was extinct; its fate had sealed
By the curse of a violent flood Mankind had drowned in an ocean of blood
The next was vivid and cruel It depicted two engrossed in a duel The one held a sword was silver and pure The other a that was red to the core
They fought as the sun rose 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 life was the trophy at
But one of the warriors the rules And with cunning and had the other one fooled As he held up his hands in a of peace The silver opponent allowed this
Then the man with the red sword attacked behind Left the sword fighter defeated and blind Then carnage ensued that no man could As the bloody red blade sliced through sinew and
All day did the swordsman attack without the other lay dead from the frenzied assault Until by the and all that remained the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third of unyielding visions A of war and ferocious divisions An army of marching as one Aware the end had already begun
They arrived in a field, which was wide and They waited in both ready and pensive The grassland was strewn small crimson petals Their was sweet with the stench of the devil
And slowly but surely they fell into Their consciousness as they slumped in defeat And there they lie bereft of their willpower Brought to their knees by the of a flower
The visions, the Mother Superior bore A bitter forewarning of what was in This infant so frail must not to be strong The world was at risk if she too long So veiled by the blackness of she did creep And enter where mother and child were asleep And onwards she to where the crib lay She leant over the baby and started to She prayed for forgiveness for what she do She prayed that the in her hand would aim true But all of a sudden she was now The baby had opened her eyes
Mike]
And those eyes, the woman gazed The look in her face was haunted and crazed She was smothered and swamped in confusion and The to be gripped by this foul crimson madness This psychosis could not be explained No one single was suggested or blamed But no one could think a child was involved And the illness remained unresolved
So all seemed as normal for seven years A of deception dissolved any fears But there was one in the child's disguise And that could be in the depths of her eyes
The could clearly be discovered 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 walk angels fear to go Thou shalt soon the reckoner
Now and then a question would be Strong threatened to be voiced But were judgments wiser not to say To doubt the child prove to be a rash and deadly choice By now the Crimson had proved too much The monastery was shadowed dread But decreed that hostile thoughts be crushed For the creature had the to crawl inside your head The mother in her moment knew The had come for action to be taken
A must be made to hidden truths She must return and read again the book she had
tome presented many further views Essential of power were revealed And the pages offered up one clue The child bore one significant Archilles Should the Crimson Queen be blinded, then she'll be Bereft of piercing vision, her will be free
Salvation lies in banishing creature to the dark Let not your hand be hesitant or will be your mark Lest regained sight should speed her away from burning hell A steady heart must seal her back within her cell
And thou who didst this most vindictive enemy Must serve to be her warder there for all
One quiet night the traveled out beyond the monastery Her quest was one of and human preservation She traveled with to reach the ruined city Where lay the means to save her kind, a path to salvation there they searched for evidence of where the Queen once slept And came upon a gateway, which was closed and barred A stark inscription warned them of the risk of their next But choices were no 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 become a slave to this Child's and call For she must never waken from her Sleep:
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fresh resolve the women carried on towards their goal And found themselves a cell where shade were scattered A sight so it chilled their very souls The cell had long been and all around the glass lay shattered
A in the shadows A of blazing light The stood before them With murder in her The women ran her To try to stem the Of purse and anger was nowhere left to hide Too slow was their They were thrown off their feet Their throats were filled panic As stared as harsh defeat Too weak was their They staunch the trail Of vitriol and Meted out for this So the brave compatriots with damning pain Died writhing in the were bleeding and insane They'd into the child's eyes And in despair images too hideous For human to bear Salvation lies in This creature to the Let not your be hesitant Or will be your mark" But was still one single hope No room for or doubt The knew there was no choice She had to end now
She across the bloodstained ground Her eyes from the steely glare But secretly she she'd found A way beyond this
Simon/Mike]
A few more spanned the path success or damnation Mankind would face the speed Of deadly confrontation Got to strike for the Leave the monster running Go to cross the Got to for those unforgiving eyes
She herself with trivial thought A of insignificance Her daughter to see beyond The fabric of
For a moment they were face to No sign of what was to be But still her mind to break thoughts must not be seen Got to for the eyes Leave the monster blind Go to cross the Got to strike for those eyes
Simon]
Striking hard, striking in desperation The around is filled with shades of red to stand in weak anticipation As rivulets of run down the Child's head The chamber with screams of violent rage Of petulance and frustration Consumed with frenzied waves of hate The falls to earth in dark sedation
Her blindness the growth of nascent power That grows within her like some flower The blade of strikes her to the hilt And so the flower inside to wilt But time is short for to be taken No chance to dwell on pity or No for dark excuses to be found The moment of Salvation be now!
Cast me to the crimson Thou the power should I be blind To overthrow my wicked And throw me to the pit of Cast me to the crimson Thou shalt bar the of hell these words of sacred rule Seal me in my crimson
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And thus was the incantation Voices echoed and round The smiled in weak elation Mesmerized the sounds
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And with chants of higher lore So flesh began to fade Soon child and mother no more Their earthly now decayed
Cast me to the crimson Thou shalt bar the doors of Incant these of sacred rule Seal me in my crimson
Mike]
And still inside the stands A single with crimson hue by spoken word of Man Imbued with power from Truth Two souls imprisoned for Light and dark bound Two that never can be freed A back will not be found For trapped beyond some foolish And far away from prying
No channel now to or preach No chance to influence or The final 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 they wouldst reap For she must never waken from this Crimson
Dan]