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Through a looking glass..Like a ghost walking the Night,
It steals you
Like the Moon steals the Light.
Ignorance reigns with fists up high
Hands lifted over the shadows
Of the Bleeding and Bleeders
Have we no sympathy for the Hungry?
For they hunger without ceasing
Nothing left to feed,
They feed upon the cold,
The lonely and the world itself
Sink not thy Maw
Into my soul and being
But taste my Word and Drink my Blood!
For can there be no other way
To escape from the Hunger
That seems to rip and tear from the inside out?
How does it seem to taste so good,
The sins of generations upon generations!
Colour like that of poison
Yet the fragrance like that of Blood Red Roses
With the Taste of Pomegrante and Sanguine.
I cannot let go
I would rather suffer all eternity
Than to leave this behind
Turn me to stone and break me in two.
For where my heart is
There dwells my treasures!
Treasures of the earth by blood and bone.
For I know not the blessings of Spirit and Soul,
Because none of you will ever give up
Before the Mercy of the ThornsOnce found ourselves
Within the veil of Night
Stricken with our own Forgotten blood
Wandering the dark with all but Escape
Like a crying Soul singing
The Siren's Sad Song straight into
The Cold Dead of Night.
Ever so Cold, we draw our blood
With the blade of thine own Sorrow
Ever so Bitter, Taste the Vemonous Ink
We so eagerly pump into our veins
If we are given a Will
Should we not Burn it away
Through meaningless Bane and Blade?
What is there to find
Within the Mercy of the Night?
We look towards the Dawn
For the Dawn Escapes from the Night.
Bear the Dawn's greater light
And the Thorns that Hang
From your Wounds will become
Radiant like that of freshly drawn Blood.
A wound Revealed,
A world opened
Ending in the Night taking
Its last Breath reaching your long Forgotten Ears.
With Revelation, we are at the Mercy
Of the Thorns that once afflicted
With Endless Oblivion.
Thorns recede, Its Vines now bear Fruits.
Roses bloom from the Blood
We had fed into these Lifeless Thorns
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