The mind's a parchment for which we scribe Countless griefs and depths divine Scrolls that serve for generations Membranes cleansed in repeat successions Solitude dismembered Words richer than company Birth it has been, life it is, death it shall be None to love, none to counsel, none to pity
Their tragedies though may peer erased Hold to traces that never displaced Call back footsteps, peel back layers Extort torments – secrets of ages
Like ashes below ashes of a phoenix Eternal relays – a funereal helix For immortal impresses scorch not away And all wheel back to the earliest stage Where love and romance perished together Our hands and lips unlinked foreverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
