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Denizens of sylvan
hidden from the of man,
courtesans sylph-like graces
to the pipes of Pan -
that echoed through the
notes soured the wings of halcyon,
to give our life the meaning
that we lack now they gone.
Watch the pattern changing
in the of fate,
weft and and interlacing
silken that fabricate -
a cloak to fit king and beggar,
those who rule and those that
are equalled in the that
all pay homage to this coil.
Icy grasping madly
get a grip upon my -
and slowly the life out of me
on my dying I choke,
afrantic prayer in
hope to make me whole,
a moments of concentration
and the flee my soul.
Drugs and surge within me -
paralize and kill me,
terrified I blindly
the unknown.
Outside looking in -
feelings that I find
dying with my wide open
and alone.
The endless void that beyond -
with gaping it beckons me,
I cast my 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.
as dark as midnight-ravens
gems that filled my with awe,
enthral my -
me from her milk-white hands
stained red gore.
The fetters bound me are broken,
by that were best left unspoken,
for now I am shackled to
by chains that are tempered madness.
I like a shooting-star
that shines so bright yet so far,
shafts of guide me
to the world waits below.
I seem in of nothing else
but rope to hang myself-
Laughing through the of Hell I go.
MY SOULS
Contained a living shroud
my fades and dies,
this heart grows heavy
as the upon my eyes.
The has now been lifted
on an open door,
and through I see things
as I have before.
The hammer and the anvil -
in they chime,
#a so simple and complete
it needs no or rhyme.
Reforging all I once was -
they make me into new,
no longer trapped within world
but, transient and passing -
the of the shadow'
far the 'summerland',
like the wild-boar is my
now my life is in hands -
that the seething couldron steaming,
stoke the of destiny,
take me and re-shape me
all-wise smith of
The fetters bound me are broken,
by words that were best unspoken,
for now I am shackled to
by chains that are tempered madness.
>From the 'cup of
the of hoped I've sipped,
betrayed I the bitterness
of upon my lips.
Though I try to my sorrows
they surely drown me first,
for my pride
quench this thirst.
MY LAMENT:
In this darkness has faded -
hope despair,
for a companion -
me everywhere.
I in confusion
while the that I have cried,
gleam like trinkets
you worn then cast aside.

"Now hand-in-hand with
The mad run blindly,
but hunts you down
and rest he'll find thee.
No curtain could you
for the ghosts of all you
await you at your end
and, to them you answer.
The poisons upon your tongue
will never serve to me,
for I delt with many fools and
suffer kind lightly.
Just as you sow so shall you -
and I my friend plenty,
so sit ye and eat your words
now your plate is empty."
The endless that lies beyond
with gaping jaws it me,
I cast my worldly aside and
plunge eternity.
light hearted I departed -
on my quest courted me,
now a new love is my love
and her is misery.
Eyes as dark as
gems that my mind with awe,
enthral my -
distract me her milk-white hands
stained red gore.
The fetters that me are broken,
by that were best left unspoken,
for now I am to sadness
by chains that are tempered madness.
The endless void lies beyond -
with gaping jaws it me,
I my worldly flesh aside and
plunge eternity.
Once light I departed -
on my hope courted me,
now a new is my true love
and her is misery.
as dark as midnight-ravens
gems filled my mind with awe,
enthral my -
me from her milk-white hands
stained red gore.
The fetters that me are broken,
by words 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,
shafts of moonlight me
to the world that below.
I in need of nothing else
but rope enough to hang
Laughing the gates of Hell I go.
MY LAMENT
Contained within a living
my fades and dies,
this heart grows heavy
as the upon my eyes.
The latch has now lifted
on an open door,
and through I see things
as I never before.

"Why do the view the world
syncophantic eyes -
Then to us they know what's best
pedastals of pride?
Don't take the of others
and dismiss out of hand -
for when your crumble
tell me who will command?"