Haunted Echoes (Shattered Eternity)
"Wouldst thou wish I to lay in thy despair?
A wreath of erotic fantasies lay around our souls
As orgasmic notions crashes and fills the air
As winters and summers pass, history on scrolls
Giveth me thy gentle seed
And a soul shall bore like demon weed
For thy soul and thine heart hath great care
For me and a child, who's screams shall fill the air
Giveth me just that one last and final wish
Drop thy seed in me like streams of fish
I shall bore a home from this jaded opening
To create for me and thine, a family
This is but the one last dream I have
Surely you won't leaveth me
Like all those other jaded lovers have?
For surely?"
Fragilistic tainted dreams
Of wishes to come
And midnight screams
A wreak of love overpowers lust
The stench grows horrendous
Memories entombed on marbled bust
Fires that never extinguished
Another foreign gypsy clasped around my feet
But a sin that I wished mine and thine eyes not meet
I was nothing, a foolish forgotten memory
Or was I?
Stars and eyes meet from differed seas
I left her breath, but I often wonder
Did she ever meet her death?
So tragic
The way days melt away into decades
And decades subside to centuries
And here it's been
Over a hundred sin
A self-cast away from one such as she
Temples torn down and old ones decay
Countries that move to religious sway
A disgusting tragedy that has come
That was built on what used to be
Promises that were buried lies
How did it ever turn out like this?
Snow from Everest didn't assuage my rage
That had befallen myself when I left her age
Seeds left to die inside her tombs
Fruitless, she carries an empty womb
All she cried, from secrets pried
Was a child to touch the Earth
Lives be sewn from a miracled birth
But ever I, so bold and filled with all of the brunt
Left that night she decreed a home from her cunt
Not as if I ran from a possible seed
But I left, scared, a paranoid need
To run far away, touch the sky
But far away, she lay and cry
But from far away, I pray
She did not die
"Please give me this
Let thy be alive
Just be there for me
I'm coming back
Tell me thou hath survived!"
So tragic
How sands from a foreign shore
Can make me weep for more
The nostalgia of her perfume I no longer smell
Staring at the moon
I threw my life and plunged into this eternal hell
But no fires to burn me away
No
Ice covered houses and children inside
Snow
Far away
I wonder if
She ever returned to pray
"Blissful" Jesus was her saviour
But his cruel tricks, I did not savor
I buried her god as I buried my phallus
Spilling seed outside her Need
If only I could drink, I would pray for mead
But in this ageless shell
I return to the homes I knew so well
But as I stride
I lose my pride
And I wish I would
Have died
Not a single home stands
Back in the days of my lands
Not a house, not a temple
Still the childhood paveways?
Only so simple
I returned to her hills
And as jadded pills
The tears fell down
I carried only a frown
As I saw the pieces
Broken down
Pain staying, I do not want this
Memories still holding leases
This, all gone
Her, long gone
Insurgenices of promised keys
A time when she was on her knees
A smile she held when I held her in sway
A love for a child she wanted that day
And I left, what a fool I had been
Only to find later
That I would never see her again
Never to piece her together again
Never to hold that mortal goddess again
If only I could tell you
You meant everything to me
If only I could reach back and clasp Time itself
As if to find and pick you up from Death's shelf
Oh come back to me!
Why was I damned with eternity?!
Why was I stricken to lay and never see
Her that meant ever so damn much to me?
Scorched earth with snow falling down on the` ashes
The trees holding snow flakes on naked limbed lashes
Black ash melting with white snow
Still as she's long gone and lost
I still can't breathe, I can't let go!
In all my years of nothing
I have accrued the same, nothing
Only breath that would later be used to choke
Taken for granite, I thought of her as oak
Now she lay gone from my sight
Damn this eternal fucking plight
How long can one man stand?
What will it take for her to walk on land?
Bring her back to me, I plead, over my immortality
I'll find this over all the years soon of immorality
Of promises, or being forgotten
Of being raped and shattered of sanctity
Now as I pass through one last path
I glimpse thine cave, thy perfume's ghost
A horrible day when I, plagued with wrath
Left thine here, the one I loved the most
Carved in a little lattice of stone
Ancient love decress, I had not known
As my fingers touch these carved keeps
A flash of images, blazingly shown
Thine carved this, in fits of weeps
Then thine met thy end, a bitter end
The snow came in, that winter I left
And thou's heart stopped in cold
Stone scriptures of undying love
Thousands of little carvings,
Left, to right, down and then above
All these pieces clasping together
In such a way, I was "the perfect lover"
How she had been "so foolish"
She waited "from October to December"
Never "turning cheek to be with another"
All these tales of her "bitter cold" last tragedies
All this pain, I once, foolishly called love a travesty
Still inside my abyssal mind and burnt in memory
I live only to die, to be rid of this cursed eternity
She waited for me there
'Neath that orchid there
Wishing a swift return
But I was I, burnt the bond
And then to finally return
Wicked sardonicy
To live with her was to die
To live without her was to live forever
Roars and screams, to poundings of I
I pace and punch stone, not cry
Left hope, open choke
Do this all again? I would never
Give up the immortality, I would sever
Oh, of all the tragic stories to be told
None such as this shall be as bold
Thy hadst not a chance without me
And I left thine, in damn cold misery
As snow falls now to bury me
I could have been....
I could have staid.......
I could have given.........
But what's it matter now?
Thou doth exist no more
Thou art with the dead
And I can feel no more
And lost amungst ancient tongues
And the world avast to be undone
Of whispers being told and wheel tilts to be spun
Thou does not exist, thine hath long died
As thine body, thine soul and thy scent
dead for gone, for good, no more
I pace this world in utter abandonment
And I can feel no more..................................................
A wreath of erotic fantasies lay around our souls
As orgasmic notions crashes and fills the air
As winters and summers pass, history on scrolls
Giveth me thy gentle seed
And a soul shall bore like demon weed
For thy soul and thine heart hath great care
For me and a child, who's screams shall fill the air
Giveth me just that one last and final wish
Drop thy seed in me like streams of fish
I shall bore a home from this jaded opening
To create for me and thine, a family
This is but the one last dream I have
Surely you won't leaveth me
Like all those other jaded lovers have?
For surely?"
Fragilistic tainted dreams
Of wishes to come
And midnight screams
A wreak of love overpowers lust
The stench grows horrendous
Memories entombed on marbled bust
Fires that never extinguished
Another foreign gypsy clasped around my feet
But a sin that I wished mine and thine eyes not meet
I was nothing, a foolish forgotten memory
Or was I?
Stars and eyes meet from differed seas
I left her breath, but I often wonder
Did she ever meet her death?
So tragic
The way days melt away into decades
And decades subside to centuries
And here it's been
Over a hundred sin
A self-cast away from one such as she
Temples torn down and old ones decay
Countries that move to religious sway
A disgusting tragedy that has come
That was built on what used to be
Promises that were buried lies
How did it ever turn out like this?
Snow from Everest didn't assuage my rage
That had befallen myself when I left her age
Seeds left to die inside her tombs
Fruitless, she carries an empty womb
All she cried, from secrets pried
Was a child to touch the Earth
Lives be sewn from a miracled birth
But ever I, so bold and filled with all of the brunt
Left that night she decreed a home from her cunt
Not as if I ran from a possible seed
But I left, scared, a paranoid need
To run far away, touch the sky
But far away, she lay and cry
But from far away, I pray
She did not die
"Please give me this
Let thy be alive
Just be there for me
I'm coming back
Tell me thou hath survived!"
So tragic
How sands from a foreign shore
Can make me weep for more
The nostalgia of her perfume I no longer smell
Staring at the moon
I threw my life and plunged into this eternal hell
But no fires to burn me away
No
Ice covered houses and children inside
Snow
Far away
I wonder if
She ever returned to pray
"Blissful" Jesus was her saviour
But his cruel tricks, I did not savor
I buried her god as I buried my phallus
Spilling seed outside her Need
If only I could drink, I would pray for mead
But in this ageless shell
I return to the homes I knew so well
But as I stride
I lose my pride
And I wish I would
Have died
Not a single home stands
Back in the days of my lands
Not a house, not a temple
Still the childhood paveways?
Only so simple
I returned to her hills
And as jadded pills
The tears fell down
I carried only a frown
As I saw the pieces
Broken down
Pain staying, I do not want this
Memories still holding leases
This, all gone
Her, long gone
Insurgenices of promised keys
A time when she was on her knees
A smile she held when I held her in sway
A love for a child she wanted that day
And I left, what a fool I had been
Only to find later
That I would never see her again
Never to piece her together again
Never to hold that mortal goddess again
If only I could tell you
You meant everything to me
If only I could reach back and clasp Time itself
As if to find and pick you up from Death's shelf
Oh come back to me!
Why was I damned with eternity?!
Why was I stricken to lay and never see
Her that meant ever so damn much to me?
Scorched earth with snow falling down on the` ashes
The trees holding snow flakes on naked limbed lashes
Black ash melting with white snow
Still as she's long gone and lost
I still can't breathe, I can't let go!
In all my years of nothing
I have accrued the same, nothing
Only breath that would later be used to choke
Taken for granite, I thought of her as oak
Now she lay gone from my sight
Damn this eternal fucking plight
How long can one man stand?
What will it take for her to walk on land?
Bring her back to me, I plead, over my immortality
I'll find this over all the years soon of immorality
Of promises, or being forgotten
Of being raped and shattered of sanctity
Now as I pass through one last path
I glimpse thine cave, thy perfume's ghost
A horrible day when I, plagued with wrath
Left thine here, the one I loved the most
Carved in a little lattice of stone
Ancient love decress, I had not known
As my fingers touch these carved keeps
A flash of images, blazingly shown
Thine carved this, in fits of weeps
Then thine met thy end, a bitter end
The snow came in, that winter I left
And thou's heart stopped in cold
Stone scriptures of undying love
Thousands of little carvings,
Left, to right, down and then above
All these pieces clasping together
In such a way, I was "the perfect lover"
How she had been "so foolish"
She waited "from October to December"
Never "turning cheek to be with another"
All these tales of her "bitter cold" last tragedies
All this pain, I once, foolishly called love a travesty
Still inside my abyssal mind and burnt in memory
I live only to die, to be rid of this cursed eternity
She waited for me there
'Neath that orchid there
Wishing a swift return
But I was I, burnt the bond
And then to finally return
Wicked sardonicy
To live with her was to die
To live without her was to live forever
Roars and screams, to poundings of I
I pace and punch stone, not cry
Left hope, open choke
Do this all again? I would never
Give up the immortality, I would sever
Oh, of all the tragic stories to be told
None such as this shall be as bold
Thy hadst not a chance without me
And I left thine, in damn cold misery
As snow falls now to bury me
I could have been....
I could have staid.......
I could have given.........
But what's it matter now?
Thou doth exist no more
Thou art with the dead
And I can feel no more
And lost amungst ancient tongues
And the world avast to be undone
Of whispers being told and wheel tilts to be spun
Thou does not exist, thine hath long died
As thine body, thine soul and thy scent
dead for gone, for good, no more
I pace this world in utter abandonment
And I can feel no more..................................................