When nox-perfumed shadows embellish the gloom And soft pluvia pours murmuring piano The genuine affliction unrolls in sight Through my flesh its fangs pierce … in search of words still imprisoned inside
Wherefore didst the flowers grow weazen When such exquisite charms were apt to cherish them gently?
Imageless reflexions through highflown visions dance Lost within the sequence of dustveiled mirrors Divide the recollections entwined like coiling snakes Thus cloaked more by forgetfulness than in apathy My sorrow shall exist
Palled be the waxing catharsis of everblissful delight In this emotional winter, all my passions hibernate From affectionate embraces deprived
While soft pluvia murmurs piano Infecting my wounds with all its glamour deranged I burn the bridges decrepit and leave them all behind As I curse the dead with a brand new lust for life
From the ashes of persistence no desire shall rise For a dying hand now holds the flaming torch Hear the plaudit for the paramount deathwork As hideous winds fiddle across the meadows scorched
Has life truly withered inside me?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
