A King surrenders his throne
His blackened wings severed & tossed to the winds
The gold & jewels of his crown melted & disintegrated
As he furthers himself from a disdained Hell.
An unending pain stalks his every step
Keeping the caged beast inside him under ceaseless attack
But he holds dear to him this ghastly creature
A gift Heaven bestowed upon him after she bled down his chin.
Even after all the blood he still owes
His ravenous hunger remains a war unchallenged
With his desires fastened to his hands
He is a force that rips through the throat of the blinded inamorata.
His soul shifts through the confined spaces of innocence
Inducing the madness that only sanity secretly craves
He savors the disarray he causes with each move he makes
Provoking the slavering beast with such a luscious warfare.
The night pleads for an end to the malice in his nature
Even the day, in all its splendor, is a dying light robbed of purity
His beckoning hand exerts an incomprehensible power
That even the earth beneath his feet gravely draws him closer.
What compelled you to abandon your place of ruling, King of the gods?
His blackened wings severed & tossed to the winds
The gold & jewels of his crown melted & disintegrated
As he furthers himself from a disdained Hell.
An unending pain stalks his every step
Keeping the caged beast inside him under ceaseless attack
But he holds dear to him this ghastly creature
A gift Heaven bestowed upon him after she bled down his chin.
Even after all the blood he still owes
His ravenous hunger remains a war unchallenged
With his desires fastened to his hands
He is a force that rips through the throat of the blinded inamorata.
His soul shifts through the confined spaces of innocence
Inducing the madness that only sanity secretly craves
He savors the disarray he causes with each move he makes
Provoking the slavering beast with such a luscious warfare.
The night pleads for an end to the malice in his nature
Even the day, in all its splendor, is a dying light robbed of purity
His beckoning hand exerts an incomprehensible power
That even the earth beneath his feet gravely draws him closer.
What compelled you to abandon your place of ruling, King of the gods?
Who has placed the pungent bait on the pathway leading you astray?
Where will you find the end to your torture if even death is haunted by you?
How will the earth feed a hunger that can not be understood?
You take your grim position near the flames of wrath
This place torn between Heaven & Hell, this .. open prison
And you are no longer astray but you eagerly wait
.. for her to follow the path of the stray blackened feathers.
.. for her to follow the path of the stray blackened feathers.
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