Orphanage
Morph
Veils of Blood
In the beginning I read the signs of decay
I was not to know what would come over me today
At the arrival of the train my body arrived
It could have been me and my mind was revived
The key of solutions is right in my hand
I've seen the tomb in which that urn stands
My coming days are ruled by death
Maria, why these veils of blood?
Or am I of that little faith?
As I struggled through the corridors of my overactive
imagination, or paranoia as some might say,
the ultimate truth overwhelmed me:
Like a fly in a web she had trapped me
I am doomed...doomed...
The Case of Charles Dexter Ward
A magician with powers so strange resurrected from the past
He changed dust into flesh so not to rest eternally
See:
What is dust?
Death?
Or youth for life?
(Joseph Curwen)
Onwards your spell drew it
Eyes will seek for you, trust a secret
faith in the unknown ancient melancholic times
Where the mist was, the old, the weak, are silenced
Like the folks that ran away after years
Never play with the raising of the dead
Powerful minds will overtake yours
Do not call up that which you can't put down
Memorize the words of the descending node
I'm climbing down now, it's dark in here
I hear the moaning now
I'm going back again to the cellar stairs
I hear the moans again
This time I hide my fear
I climb down deep and find the answers here
Embrace the darkness!
(based on the story by H. P. Lovecraft)
In the Garden of Eden
Imagine a land of milk and honey
You've been there in your dreams but it exists
There is no shame, only love and joy
And lust will be satisfied in ecstasy
Flowers fill the hills of equality
The fragrance of roses caresses the air
Visions of Eden delights your inner child
So take my hand, I'll take you there
In delight we could dwell forever more
To cherish the sea of magic dreams
To eat the fruits of joyous temptation
And bite into the shining apple green
This Garden of Eden where mist engulfs the mind
Where gods dwell to ease their sorrowed souls
Paradise in my hand unifies all delight
Together for eternity on borrowed time, take me
Let your soul float into the mystic
scarlet regions awaiting in your dreams
Embrace the flowers of fulfillment
which the prophecy foretells
Listen to the oracle of light
and chant the verses of the cold sun
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