jack_razor

Take away the wineFor restlessness plagues meI am assailed by a spectre profounderThan hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crimeI shalt suffer this confessional mimeAwaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seasOnly once it is dark doth my misery ceaseShe died to a sky dressed in flameEyes full of curses for her killers by choiceWho fell to their god o'er her vision and voice"I am as dusk come to ravish the light"Steal me from their stares and mute Christ into night"I will answer thy prayers"If thou Wouldst drink of my lifeEncroaching evening skiesDie with such tragedyAnd those interred in cold gravesDwell on pleasures to beIn deep hysteriaWhere our legend still breathesThrough sweet death and thereafterSweeping nightmares shalt feed