June 5, 2008, 12:03 am - alphaomega
STRATAGEM FINALLY TOOK HER QUILLS AND STARTED WRITING :
OH GOD IT'S KILLING ME,OH GOD IT'S KILLING ME
TO SAVE YOUR SOUL FROM SUICIDE,
I DESCENDED INTO DARKNESS,
TO FIND YOU,TO BRING YOU TO THE LIGHT
BUILDING ON EVER CRUMBLING CONCRETE PLIGHTS
WE MUST STAND UP RIGHT AND CHOOSE TO FIGHT
BLACK WINGS OF ETERNAL DOOM
PROPHECISED, ENCLOSED IN A TOMB
GOD MERCY,HELP ME,HELP ME PLEASE
HOW CAN I BE YOUR HARBINGER ?
WHEN I FEEL ALL YOU SUFFER
THE SKY IS ALWAYS NEARLY FALLING
AND BLINDLY, I JUST KEEP ON ADORING YOU...
SONATA NUMBER FOURTEEN
BEETHOVEN MY ORACLE WHISPERS OBSENE
WORDS,OH MY BRIGHT RADIANT LIGHT
BECOME A GENIUS OR FIGHT OR FLIGHT
AND MOVIE METAPHORS FOR CONCEPTS
PRESERVED SECRETS IN A CRYPTEX
OH GOD WHAT OF HERSTORY ?
HOW CAN I BE YOUR HARBINGER?
WHEN YOU BUT MAKE ME SUFFER
OUR LOVE ALWAYS NEARLY LIVING-DYING
IS IT UNEXPLAINABLE, IF I JUST KEEP ON
ADORING YOU ?
OH GOD IT'S KILLING ME
OH GOD IT'S KILLING ME...