In my Wisdom from the Past
It begged for Silence written
Like a warning, Sealed with Blood.
I praised it secretly more Higher
For the Sign was Great Indeed
But Unknown to My reaction
It fell in Echo, deep in Time.
No regrets for Words unspoken
Why to show? Like someone care?
This wasn’t one of My Decision
But your Wish! I just obeyed…
For I know it’s in My Power,
And to be weak, remain the same?
I would rather suffer Pain!
How to lose what has been found
When My Spirit is so Bound
By those Memories of Beauty
Lost in whisper of your Eyes.
I shall be released from Sadness
As your Spirit from My Madness
Then all will be like was before
With no promise, with no War.
I will Rise from burning Feelings
As I did in Days of Darkness,
And the Cry of Thousand Hounds
Will Call My Angel Name again.
My wound is bleeding crystal Tears
I will burn them in Crimson Fire
On the Altar of Holy Moon
A Sacrifice To Gods of Music!
To witness Glory in My stumble
Even when the Scar is Healed
Oh, I hear the Call of Silence
I must keep it, before it’s gone…
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