The sad old wind has come near my window
And as I stand in lifeless tired gaze
In felt him circleing my mind
A pattern of a rusted ancient maze.
He whispered things of endless beauty, that I don't cherrish anymore
And told me of so many loves that shyly once had knocked my door.
I didn't knew what he was talking; I didn't knew so many things
Not even if he stands aware of my heart's cruel, blooming stings.
He kept on going and refreshing, the memories I've long forgot.
The sweetest kiss, the happy humans, but why he doesn't know I'm not?
"I am not happy, nor I'm human. I have the nightmares as my shield
My glacial touch, so malevolent that shatters everything you build.
The sorrow, oh, my ancient lover, we are to never grow apart...
I'm all the faces of Despair. I cannot end what I don't start"
I sang these part to get my feelings so damaged and so drain of joy
But the old wind was far to busy convincing me I can't destroy...
-My son.Stand still.I know you're tired, I know your blackened hasty blood
And all the anger that invades you and hopes you slowly drowned in mud.
The Death you always want to summon, will never hear, will never come
The pain that back in time was given, to you, shall prosper and decay
I feel the shadow in your future and seen the torments you have done
I cannot lie to you, deceiving, and telling "You'll be fine.Just stay"
You will remain as void as always but freely as a rare dove,
Enjoy what others give you, I never said you can't feel love-
The wind is gone now;
and so my turmoil had never grew like this before
I have inherited pure lies, and agony, and so much more
So many shadowy figures that try to force me what to do.
And since the slaves I don't adore
The time is now to turn to you.
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