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Denizens of places
from the eyes of man,
courtesans sylph-like graces
to the pipes of Pan -
that echoed through the
notes that the wings of halcyon,
songs to give our the meaning
that we now they have gone.
Watch the pattern ever
in the of fate,
weft and and interlacing
silken that fabricate -
a cloak to fit king and beggar,
those who rule and that toil
are equalled in the fact
all pay homage to mortal coil.
Icy fingers grasping
get a grip my throat -
and slowly the life out of me
on my words I choke,
afrantic prayer in
cannot hope to me whole,
a moments of concentration
and the flee my soul.
Drugs and surge within me -
slowly and kill me,
I stumble blindly
the unknown.
Outside looking in -
feelings that I find
dying my eyes wide open
and alone.
The void that lies beyond -
with jaws it beckons me,
I cast my worldly aside and
into eternity.
Once light hearted I -
on my quest hope me,
now a new love is my true
and her is misery.
as dark as midnight-ravens
gems that filled my mind awe,
my heart -
distract me from her milk-white
stained red gore.
The fetters that me are broken,
by that were best left unspoken,
for now I am shackled to
by chains that are with madness.
I plummet a shooting-star
that shines so bright yet so far,
of moonlight guide me
to the that waits below.
I seem in need of nothing
but rope enough to hang
Laughing through the gates of I go.
MY SOULS
Contained within a living
my life-force and dies,
this heart grows heavy
as the coins my eyes.
The latch has now lifted
on an open door,
and peering through I see
as I never before.
The hammer and the meet -
in they chime,
#a so simple and complete
it needs no or rhyme.
Reforging all that I was -
they make me into new,
no longer trapped within world
but, transient and through -
the of the shadow'
far the 'summerland',
like the wild-boar is my
now my life is in these -
that the seething couldron steaming,
the fires of destiny,
gently me and re-shape me
smith of sorcery
The fetters that me are broken,
by that were best left unspoken,
for now I am shackled to
by chains are tempered with madness.
the 'cup of happiness'
the of hoped I've sipped,
I taste the bitterness
of pain my lips.
Though I try to drown my
they surely drown me first,
for swallowing my
quench this thirst.
MY SOULS
In this darkness light has -
hope despair,
loneliness for a -
me everywhere.
I wander in
while the tears I have cried,
gleam like broken
you have then cast aside.

"Now with ignorance
The mad run blindly,
but retibution you down
and rest assured he'll thee.
No curtain conceal you
for the ghosts of all you
await you at journeys end
and, to them you answer.
The born upon your tongue
never serve to slight me,
for I have delt with fools and
your kind lightly.
Just as you sow so shall you -
and I my have plenty,
so sit ye down and eat your
now that your is empty."
The endless void that beyond
with gaping jaws it me,
I cast my flesh aside and
into eternity.
Once light I departed -
on my hope courted me,
now a new love is my true
and her is misery.
as dark as midnight-ravens
gems filled my mind with awe,
my heart -
distract me from her milk-white
red with gore.
The fetters that me are broken,
by words that were best unspoken,
for now I am to sadness
by chains that are with madness.
The endless that lies beyond -
gaping jaws it beckons me,
I my worldly flesh aside and
plunge eternity.
Once hearted I departed -
on my hope courted me,
now a new love is my true
and her is misery.
Eyes as dark as
gems that my mind with awe,
my heart -
distract me from her hands
red with gore.
The fetters that me are broken,
by that were best left unspoken,
for now I am to sadness
by that are tempered with madness.
I like a shooting-star
that shines so yet falls so far,
of moonlight guide me
to the world waits below.
I seem in need of nothing
but rope to hang myself-
Laughing the gates of Hell I go.
MY SOULS
Contained a living shroud
my life-force and dies,
this weary heart heavy
as the upon my eyes.
The has now been lifted
on an open door,
and peering I see things
as I have before.

"Why do the mighty the world
through syncophantic -
Then claim to us they know what's
from of pride?
Don't the views of others
and them out of hand -
for when pillars crumble
tell me who take command?"