Whispering Forest
The Book Of Beasts
In Poison Sleep
Dream forest, I have come to thee.
Insane I seek to be.
Poison toads follow me around
as I stalk your fruitful ground.
Ravens plucked out my lover's eyes.
Now I yearn for your bittersweet lies.
Despair has made me blind
and I need some peace of mind.
Mandrake and devilbane,
I seek to be insane.
Hemlock and henbane,
wrong blood runs in my veins.
Thorn apple and deadly nightshade,
with you I bless my blade.
Fly agaric and marsh tea,
give me madness, make me free.
Swamp spirits, enter me,
forever help me flee.
I choose insanity
instead of misery.
My love, you've not died in vain.
Beyond death we'll meet again.
In poison sleep I dream of you.
This sword will lead me through.
Forgotten Voices
Forgotten voices, useless feelings,
forgiven words said as a curse.
An echo of a painful scream
wanders in my mind.
Borne from the venomous fog
of forbidden memories
haunted by the past.
Deeds as they're done, they're calling my name.
Echoes of screams awake me - voices from the past.
...hear what they're saying -
forgotten voices from forgotten worlds.
Only an echo is left of their dreams.
Only an echo is here...
A curse is laid on me,
spelled by the past.
My eyes can not see
but I hear at last.
Whispering of forgotten voices,
pain from useless feelings,
meaning of forgiven words
cast out as a curse.
I break loose my grip
and the voices bring chastity to my mind.
They're showing me the way to a valley,
a place which is in my heart
buried by mist on lies.
There is no light nor god.
Flamescape
My eyes are aching to see
the sight of the sacred grounds
and ears are yearning to hear
its sweet and whispering sounds.
Let me tenderly view in disguise
the landscapes of death in your eyes.
I wither in front of your charm,
I burn with a blue flame of pain.
In a state of fragrant alarm
I forget what is lost what is gained.
Let me burn, let me hurt, let me fly
through the landscapes of death in your eyes.
You've a scent of October wine
and your face has a light of its own.
Come join the unlit soul of mine
in this nebulous twilight zone.
Let me kiss the white of your hips
and the landscapes of death on your lips.
In the darkening calm where we dwell
the most beautiful things are unseen.
I must strain to see you as well
as all the dreams that you ever have been.
Let me search, let me walk, let me find
the landscapes of death in your mind.
Every time I inhale you I weep
for our passion and pleasure and pain,
for the secret we both have to keep.
And I know it will not be in vain!
How long was the time that you knew -
once I'll come to the landscapes of death
in you?
Of All The Beasts
Through this life of mine
telling wanton lies
saying sensless words
laughing at my faults...
Can I trust her? How?
Vultures wait my fall
cawing grief like crows.
Useless strife at all...
I am just waiting here
on the throne of fear,
right beside your heart.
I will be your guard.
Of all the beasts
why did you choose me?
To fill my soul
with endless misery?
Here I am now
surrounded by all the desolation,
depleted till perishing...
And you should be called hope!?
A mind that is hazed by hate
carried by men so faint...
But hope cannot be faith
fed by lies so sly.
My tantalizing words
are pandering your soul
with poison that I give.
Your tantalizing words
again will make me whole.
You urge my will to live.
A throng of dreaming birds
will devastate your creed
and render you too weak.
These morbid dreamer-birds
are feeding off my need -
the poison that I seek.
And in the hottest of hells
men can still stay alive
detained only by hope
around their necks like rope.
I'll scar your neck with fangs
and make you sing in tongues
a thousand saddest songs.
I'll poison all your will
and make you yearn for hell
you'll never break my spell.
And every day I look at the sky
one thought in mind - I wish you would die.
The demons cry. They wish I would fry.
Can't force me back on this extoled rack.
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