I stand, a flickering silhouette of my past
When all I can see are her eyes
Caught in a moment of my lies...
...
Through jaded glass and feline lure
Of dusk filled eyes my periled nymph
I have arisen 'neath crimsoning skies
At last to please thine bloodletting sighs...
...
I hear the fading whispers
Of a love thats lost and withered away
Like silhouettes painted amid a weeping wind
Or a sinners moon serenading dusk
...
Cruelty Of The Past
I stand, a flickering silhouette of my past
When all I can see are her eyes
Caught in a moment of my lies...
Never was this meant to happen
Can thou forgive my selfish benight?
For never I knew the heart could be so cruel without you...
So many times I have wandered
Through the forest of my past
In search of what I crave,
Drowning in a maelstrom of sin's deprave...
I am forever lost
Only to be spied by thine eyes
Where comfort has come in crimson sighs...
Whilst the sun sets...
For thy love I am a slave
For thy grace I would embrace
For thy beauty is my bliss
In which I yearn for thy lithe kiss...
'Lo, my tears turn gray
So cold and alone,
Each memory casts a sombre stone...
My heart is so cold without you...
Solitude has come to haunt me,
As I walk through these frozen valleys
I weep for thee,
For in sadness I seek a marbled dove
And in rapture I unveil my grieving love...
My grieving love...