Baodegoth
12-09-2005, 02:27 PM
First of all i know this isn't a lyric, it's more of a poem or a story, i just thought it would be cool to share it with you guys. i also know that it's a tad bit long, so i'm not expecting that everyone will read it all the way through BUT if you do.. thank you. and i guess that's it, if you want me to crit anything please leave a link and i'll reply asap. have fun:)
WINGS ACROSS THE MEADOWS OF THE FORSAKEN:
Mannequin of abolished wings
Will fly high above all things
A leap of faith will be taken
For the wind to whisper the names
Of those forsaken
They took her to the precipice gracing the sun enchanting their rejoice. Once wrapped in plagues and fears they finished the summoning of her tears, a thousand spells were then cast, a thousand years they would last. She was thrown into the void with her damaged wings grown inward, so the blistering cold of the wind would keep cutting her face whilst she fell from grace.
ASHES OF HOPE IN DREAMS OF THE ABSENT:
Mannequin of clipped wings
Your actions fill us with the hope it brings
But you must be punished
For betrayal is not to be forgiven
And the gods shalt be even
- That bleakness in your eyes told us the truth
The evil inside corrupted all youth –
They made you jump with makeshift promises
Dark are their hearts and cruel their intentions
Placing you o’er a sea of lost souls
In the purest of hallucinations
And amidst the pain of prying open the wings, ripping flesh and soul, and with every feather that would fail to see the light another piece of life would be taken from her. This was her punishment. Severing life after life attempting to live a bit more. But she kept falling and her wings kept forced inside until she hit the ground. She stood still, bruised to her soul. What of this creature they had created; thrown into the heart of darkness, she was breathing fast, every bone felt sore but it didn’t matter, revenge was dripping down her mouth.
OPUS 3 - DAMNATION DESCENDS ON A WINTER NIGHT:
False were their promises of verve
Instead they gave thee a burnt haven
Chaos crept inside thy dying heart
And it stopped thrusting life as it once did
It turned black and cold
Meaningless to the soul
And so she rose from the ground hearing her bones give in to the hurtle she took. Her body disapproved against each and every movement, the harsh sound of bones breaking echoed in the air but she seemed unaware of it. Her posture was slightly curved due to the weight of her wings. Enormous black wings were falling from her back, and she feint a smirk, her glowing eyes yearend for death. Bereft the holy and the pure, she was darkness forevermore.
And she stroke down furiously
Upon those who betrayed her
Henceforth she would not answer as an angel
A servant of god – she was a ghoul
Now revenge is at thy will
Oh mannequin of severed soul.
THE BIRTH OF LILITH - A PERVERSION OF HOLYNESS:
Dressed in fear to overcome the pure
Faith became sin to evil allure
They shalt burn in the midst of their Eden
Beset by your actions of ill nature
Heaven now lies under the shadows of your wings
Gaze at eternity the sky is falling
The sky is falling…
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thank you for your time:thumb:
WINGS ACROSS THE MEADOWS OF THE FORSAKEN:
Mannequin of abolished wings
Will fly high above all things
A leap of faith will be taken
For the wind to whisper the names
Of those forsaken
They took her to the precipice gracing the sun enchanting their rejoice. Once wrapped in plagues and fears they finished the summoning of her tears, a thousand spells were then cast, a thousand years they would last. She was thrown into the void with her damaged wings grown inward, so the blistering cold of the wind would keep cutting her face whilst she fell from grace.
ASHES OF HOPE IN DREAMS OF THE ABSENT:
Mannequin of clipped wings
Your actions fill us with the hope it brings
But you must be punished
For betrayal is not to be forgiven
And the gods shalt be even
- That bleakness in your eyes told us the truth
The evil inside corrupted all youth –
They made you jump with makeshift promises
Dark are their hearts and cruel their intentions
Placing you o’er a sea of lost souls
In the purest of hallucinations
And amidst the pain of prying open the wings, ripping flesh and soul, and with every feather that would fail to see the light another piece of life would be taken from her. This was her punishment. Severing life after life attempting to live a bit more. But she kept falling and her wings kept forced inside until she hit the ground. She stood still, bruised to her soul. What of this creature they had created; thrown into the heart of darkness, she was breathing fast, every bone felt sore but it didn’t matter, revenge was dripping down her mouth.
OPUS 3 - DAMNATION DESCENDS ON A WINTER NIGHT:
False were their promises of verve
Instead they gave thee a burnt haven
Chaos crept inside thy dying heart
And it stopped thrusting life as it once did
It turned black and cold
Meaningless to the soul
And so she rose from the ground hearing her bones give in to the hurtle she took. Her body disapproved against each and every movement, the harsh sound of bones breaking echoed in the air but she seemed unaware of it. Her posture was slightly curved due to the weight of her wings. Enormous black wings were falling from her back, and she feint a smirk, her glowing eyes yearend for death. Bereft the holy and the pure, she was darkness forevermore.
And she stroke down furiously
Upon those who betrayed her
Henceforth she would not answer as an angel
A servant of god – she was a ghoul
Now revenge is at thy will
Oh mannequin of severed soul.
THE BIRTH OF LILITH - A PERVERSION OF HOLYNESS:
Dressed in fear to overcome the pure
Faith became sin to evil allure
They shalt burn in the midst of their Eden
Beset by your actions of ill nature
Heaven now lies under the shadows of your wings
Gaze at eternity the sky is falling
The sky is falling…
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thank you for your time:thumb: