Scattered within the boundaries of the Northern sky
Stars pledged by Orion, our matriarch breathes
With whisper of the wind, we heard them bleed
O mother of my vigor hear this cry
...
A vagabond, embraced by the filth of the mankind's waste
Gazed upon the day with tainted bliss, will I stand?
For death's grip is assured, longing for the yesterday's blaze.
Vermin from the streets welcomed me with grand.
...
"Shadow song you bore the mark of damnation, have you not? "
Thy wounds shall be forgotten, but not I.
On the face of isolation and judgement, you rot.
Cost of blood-lust had been clear on the obscured sky
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Water, a shapeless memory to begin with
How can you see through all the symmetry?
Thrilled by time and anxious to be freed
Can you hear me? With all my frailty
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K-indness, our ammunition to bear
E-very bullet of compassion, we forsake to spare
E-ntangled by the roots of old and maiden's hair
P-ortrayed without the sense of despair
...
To drown by the slayer's stench
And mauled by the wrath's teeth
Will you be captivated? Fallen Wench
Or to call the reaper who thirst for meat?
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It has pillaged through our soil
Diabolical dilemmas consumed us with mass aggression
"Thou shall not nourish."said the foul
Dread and perturbation gripped the prayer of the wrecked nation
...
Forgotten son, behold the sanctity within
To frail to witness the world wither
Engulfed by the stench of hate and power
To annihilate those who spoke the word of the vermin
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The Matriarch From The Sonnet
Scattered within the boundaries of the Northern sky
Stars pledged by Orion, our matriarch breathes
With whisper of the wind, we heard them bleed
O mother of my vigor hear this cry
For our father is at the execution of the pompous lie
You plead for freedom with the pleasure of their greed
The longing for the eternal hibernation, Thanatos shall give
My lady, stand for my name, let me putrefy!
I ache for progress! I demand for life!
Tears flow from the frigidity of our heaven, I see
While water from the earth perishes the flames in your heart
A corpse of a husband who dreams for his wife
And an unborn serenity without the sight of toxicity
Rise, O maiden with the melody of a harp
Morning voices echo throughout the meadow
For the dawn of bliss shall mend the yesterday's stain
I, trail of the forgotten wound and son of the endless domain
Shall embrace me, for I am the Light of a Widow
By the love of the sun to the moon, ages had followed
Clouds, shall trample the inner pain and butterflies for us to entertain
Mistress of the land, you held thy ground for us to gain
Thanatos, behold, her flesh gripping the days without a spark of sorrow
Hundred years I bestow upon your throne of Glory
Now cast your sight to the crows who hanker
Forsake our woe and diminish the vexation
Duality shall forge our fortitude, my home and his sanctity
For the day of vigilance is on the brink of winter
Matriarch of jolly, onset with mirthful reputation
A millennium that capered with the inevitable
The one who proclaimed himself the dauntless
With a handful of pride and prayers of the restless
Hear me, Thanatos who grim for those who gamble
A gift of aging and aphotic to the ones who live in the fable
Sweet tampered skin neglected by the hopeless
Agony, the veins screech throughout the endless
Misery, a bite to the bones dragged our matriarch to recall, foundation shall crumble
Mortality, the song of regrets from the ascension of the blind
Rain poured on the solitude of the ruins of the earth
The Matriarch has fallen; comprehend the words of her wish to mend
"Weary, you shall not be for our hearts are intertwined"
"For I had touched my existence in the name of your birth"
"Now prosper thy fragile wings for the impression of my end"
When life shatters you into a thousand pieces, turn your fragments into an army. -Louemile Rosch Mangulabnan
A calm mind is far more sharper than any sword
It doesn't matter how slow it would take, as long as there is progress you can do what you wished