Post by Strahd on Aug 11, 2012 13:41:00 GMT -5
Cruelty of Fate
By blade and blood the right to rule comes,
Iron grip and a dark heart shrouded in darkness with only eyes of hellfire and blood piercing out from the endless abyss,
Eternity a wandering soul a beast among monsters,
Facing a nightmare that is to come placing forlorn hope in his strength he cuts a swath through history creating his legend and kingdom,
But by what right does he have to rule,
Alone he survives strength attested by blade and might granted by curses forever repeating the past as destiny dictates,
A nameless king to rise eternally,
Born again over and over from the ashes of death as a human to which the hands of fate turn back time and his life repeats once more in a endless cycle of debauchery and death.
Feeling?
Rose upon the delicate auspice of love
a simple but notable flower that may bloom at any moment in time,
A violet upon the alter that holds in twine
In a binding agree two hands meet the red ribbon of fate wrapping both in its embrace,
The Lily a purity that emblazons the final feelings
Cast into the hair of two who in their outreach of love fall short,
This bouquet held aloft upon a wooden box
No need for tears the circle will turn as two more rise holding each others hearts tightly clapsed to their breasts.
Reality
What is reality is it the truth we tell ourselves everyday
or is it but lies that only the winds can whisper to you,
If reality is but a hapless dream
then maybe sleep is the obvious cure,
Why must the mask be worn
it hides the honesty of the youths yearn,
So to should ask what is the reality
the lies and truth that lay behind the mask?
Sanity
Sanity it is something both of a perspective and a fact
or so it is said, but how does one know they are really sane,
what proof exists that another's sanity is in fact insanity
To contemplate the mire between the two ,
one arrives at thus Sanity is whatever you make of it even if they call you insane.
Ramblings
It is in the once unscrupulous moment that I find peace for my inner mind, for it is the mentality that binds and wrought all together the iron and steel, A razor sharp valiance that beget the unknown words....And even when the mouth moves and utters out sound how to can one be so sure that speech is in any form real, Like that which surrounds us all a ephemeral existence that knows nothing and yet knows all, but cannot solve anything for it is in essence a meaning that has little importance of the dreary comings and goings....Then to what say you with the complicated riddles and questions of life should you or would you if you can not know of the single truth to say in the least, that the wretched confusion spread will lend itself proper and non-whimsical gestures of facts, Then I too as to drift about as a ghost remain yet appearances are not yet ever are verified as to holding such dear remains in promise. So to do I stand here waiting for time to begin ticking.
Opposites
Creaking shadows crawl upon the windowed sky
a bleak raven gouging out the amber eyes,
Woe to is the night sky upon
for the Visage bearing all evils,
A mindless facade of turmoil enters not the Solstice
for even the night's chill fades again
when the lifeless fling of summer does end.
Winter's End
Upon the wings of frost light
Burning through the earth
Grounded on silent eyes.
Black King Uncontested Rule (Lands of Misery)
Sitting upon the broken crown lives a king clothed in black,As you approach him a wicked smile cracks across his face and he say there will be no mercy, there will be no comfort, only despair and misery.
Deep does the Kings black eyes stare through, judging your worth with a wave of his hand he sentences you to purgatory, ooh how the black clothed king sits in thrall at your misery. A mocking cackle of laughter comes down from his throne.
Ooh what weak emptiness are thee, pity thee for naught heroic deeds must die ,Ooh what remorse for your loss that resounds through time
Howling words echo down from his throne into the deep pit below, The brave heroes approach his castle with knives swords and guns slowly they enter the palace where all things are undone and stand before the man clothed in black
woe art thee evil king thy land in shambles from your tyranny, Woe art thee evil lord they subject all died on the sword,Woe art thee evil sire why must everything feed your pyre's
With clashing of blade and gun fire ring the evil lord reigns,and even till this day the evil lord holds sway for the heroes are all dead and even so now the
king sit upon his broken crown and says to all in the realm.
There will be no mercy, there will be no comfort only the pain and misery.
Muse
It is this life that we dance, sing and laugh and it is also this life that we regret, deny and grieve. Whether a master of sleight of hand or a Cruel dictator all of us move about this life that we dance, sing and laugh to for it is this life that we both cherish, fear and hate, So in such bright yet dark times it is the life upon which we must all be weavers of our own fate. Or this life to will.
Suffer
A red dash of pain,
upon the blackened suffering of night
Torn asunder is the heart,
That forever beats.
Rain of Despair(A conversation to the wind by two brothers)
{Kaoru}
When the rain falls from the sky is it not a binding of heaven and earth,
For in this bondage that is but for a moment the waves of peace and aggression crash;
For as the rain pours it brings life,
When will I find my own tumultuous storm for which to bathe in the rain;
An all encompassing downpour as my feeling crash upon the shores of happiness,
Even so I wish that the rain not bring me sadness as it can when it binds apart the world of heaven and earth;
{Aoi}
Rain? why should I care about it it soaks the world in misery,
The binding of heaven and earth is a pathetic one the only truth this world needs is mine;
A tumultuous storm yes as I will stop at nothing to grasp what continues running away,
For it will crash upon my stone walled life whether it wants to or not;
Think not of anything else I will have you no matter the cost,
But even then will you truly love me my precious little diamond which cracks open my heaven and earth.
(no I'm not translating it ....too much of a pain )
Taiyō no saisho no hikari ni saku to iu hana Yami no hane sono yasashi-sa ni metamorph Hibiware ya kowareta egao de sore o kakushi kanashimi, Bakkukurasshu shinagara zenpō ni nagareru jikan ga ushinawareta o shūshū Te to shite no kōkei mo oto mo naku ochiru namida wa burēdo to kokoro to ni itaku o haaku.
By blade and blood the right to rule comes,
Iron grip and a dark heart shrouded in darkness with only eyes of hellfire and blood piercing out from the endless abyss,
Eternity a wandering soul a beast among monsters,
Facing a nightmare that is to come placing forlorn hope in his strength he cuts a swath through history creating his legend and kingdom,
But by what right does he have to rule,
Alone he survives strength attested by blade and might granted by curses forever repeating the past as destiny dictates,
A nameless king to rise eternally,
Born again over and over from the ashes of death as a human to which the hands of fate turn back time and his life repeats once more in a endless cycle of debauchery and death.
Feeling?
Rose upon the delicate auspice of love
a simple but notable flower that may bloom at any moment in time,
A violet upon the alter that holds in twine
In a binding agree two hands meet the red ribbon of fate wrapping both in its embrace,
The Lily a purity that emblazons the final feelings
Cast into the hair of two who in their outreach of love fall short,
This bouquet held aloft upon a wooden box
No need for tears the circle will turn as two more rise holding each others hearts tightly clapsed to their breasts.
Reality
What is reality is it the truth we tell ourselves everyday
or is it but lies that only the winds can whisper to you,
If reality is but a hapless dream
then maybe sleep is the obvious cure,
Why must the mask be worn
it hides the honesty of the youths yearn,
So to should ask what is the reality
the lies and truth that lay behind the mask?
Sanity
Sanity it is something both of a perspective and a fact
or so it is said, but how does one know they are really sane,
what proof exists that another's sanity is in fact insanity
To contemplate the mire between the two ,
one arrives at thus Sanity is whatever you make of it even if they call you insane.
Ramblings
It is in the once unscrupulous moment that I find peace for my inner mind, for it is the mentality that binds and wrought all together the iron and steel, A razor sharp valiance that beget the unknown words....And even when the mouth moves and utters out sound how to can one be so sure that speech is in any form real, Like that which surrounds us all a ephemeral existence that knows nothing and yet knows all, but cannot solve anything for it is in essence a meaning that has little importance of the dreary comings and goings....Then to what say you with the complicated riddles and questions of life should you or would you if you can not know of the single truth to say in the least, that the wretched confusion spread will lend itself proper and non-whimsical gestures of facts, Then I too as to drift about as a ghost remain yet appearances are not yet ever are verified as to holding such dear remains in promise. So to do I stand here waiting for time to begin ticking.
Opposites
Creaking shadows crawl upon the windowed sky
a bleak raven gouging out the amber eyes,
Woe to is the night sky upon
for the Visage bearing all evils,
A mindless facade of turmoil enters not the Solstice
for even the night's chill fades again
when the lifeless fling of summer does end.
Winter's End
Upon the wings of frost light
Burning through the earth
Grounded on silent eyes.
Black King Uncontested Rule (Lands of Misery)
Sitting upon the broken crown lives a king clothed in black,As you approach him a wicked smile cracks across his face and he say there will be no mercy, there will be no comfort, only despair and misery.
Deep does the Kings black eyes stare through, judging your worth with a wave of his hand he sentences you to purgatory, ooh how the black clothed king sits in thrall at your misery. A mocking cackle of laughter comes down from his throne.
Ooh what weak emptiness are thee, pity thee for naught heroic deeds must die ,Ooh what remorse for your loss that resounds through time
Howling words echo down from his throne into the deep pit below, The brave heroes approach his castle with knives swords and guns slowly they enter the palace where all things are undone and stand before the man clothed in black
woe art thee evil king thy land in shambles from your tyranny, Woe art thee evil lord they subject all died on the sword,Woe art thee evil sire why must everything feed your pyre's
With clashing of blade and gun fire ring the evil lord reigns,and even till this day the evil lord holds sway for the heroes are all dead and even so now the
king sit upon his broken crown and says to all in the realm.
There will be no mercy, there will be no comfort only the pain and misery.
Muse
It is this life that we dance, sing and laugh and it is also this life that we regret, deny and grieve. Whether a master of sleight of hand or a Cruel dictator all of us move about this life that we dance, sing and laugh to for it is this life that we both cherish, fear and hate, So in such bright yet dark times it is the life upon which we must all be weavers of our own fate. Or this life to will.
Suffer
A red dash of pain,
upon the blackened suffering of night
Torn asunder is the heart,
That forever beats.
Rain of Despair(A conversation to the wind by two brothers)
{Kaoru}
When the rain falls from the sky is it not a binding of heaven and earth,
For in this bondage that is but for a moment the waves of peace and aggression crash;
For as the rain pours it brings life,
When will I find my own tumultuous storm for which to bathe in the rain;
An all encompassing downpour as my feeling crash upon the shores of happiness,
Even so I wish that the rain not bring me sadness as it can when it binds apart the world of heaven and earth;
{Aoi}
Rain? why should I care about it it soaks the world in misery,
The binding of heaven and earth is a pathetic one the only truth this world needs is mine;
A tumultuous storm yes as I will stop at nothing to grasp what continues running away,
For it will crash upon my stone walled life whether it wants to or not;
Think not of anything else I will have you no matter the cost,
But even then will you truly love me my precious little diamond which cracks open my heaven and earth.
(no I'm not translating it ....too much of a pain )
Taiyō no saisho no hikari ni saku to iu hana Yami no hane sono yasashi-sa ni metamorph Hibiware ya kowareta egao de sore o kakushi kanashimi, Bakkukurasshu shinagara zenpō ni nagareru jikan ga ushinawareta o shūshū Te to shite no kōkei mo oto mo naku ochiru namida wa burēdo to kokoro to ni itaku o haaku.