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The shadows of your memory...
When you held your hand in mine
Shimmering in infatuation beneath the stars...
Of thought; of all the time in the world...
Did my sordid heart confuse this distance for failure?
That could be the only reason why...
Disinterest and isolation; obssession and wonder...
Nothingness and void, which take precedence over all...
It came back to you...
Compelled by false memories...by obssessions
created in morbid darkness....
When your hand brushed mine...
Quaked by unsettling paranoia...of tremors deep
within my soul
Erupting into finality, into a lonesome abyss
Like so many times before...
Gazing in the distance; a twisting horror...
An obssession upheld by a shivering heart;
The tidings of fate shall not grace me here...
My memories will serve no lesson again here...
and what means something shall soon fade...
But you can never truly perish from my breast...
I cannot recognise who I was from before...
The shadows of your memory...
When you held your hand in mine
Shimmering in infatuation beneath the stars...
Of thought; of all the time in the world...
Did my sordid heart confuse this distance for failure?
That could be the only reason why...
It came back to you...
Compelled by false memories, by obssessions
rreated in morbid darkness
When your hand brushed mine...
Unable to breathe... a conduit for all my pain
Unable to release, remaining stagnant
Even now, my dreams remain infested with your presence
I wish this dark love would end...
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Your sweet promise cast into the night…
beneath wilting roses
Left at your doorstep,
on a rainy day in the middle of February...
To perceive your gratitude
as I shook and died a thousand times...
The weight of the death… cast upon my shoulders
Relieved in a single second…
Why can my existence be compelled from the few,
When every day I die, I remain here for you?
To swallow your lies that you care that I remain;
That stare in your eyes that says I am not to blame
I’ll say that you knew, I’ll say that you tried
I’ll say it was sealed; O, my faithful bride…
A coronation in the grave, but not from the start
Cast deep in the pits; enwreathed with your heart…
Relieved in a second, diminished in a minute
Thankless in shame; possessed by hate…
Nothing good enough for a soul not of this world…
A Piscean whisper…into unlistening ears…
Entranced by your evil promise of illusion,
A willing sacrifice; a voluntary death…
A Piscean whisper into unlistening ears,
turn away in shame when mention reappears;
A lonely existence hidden in seclusion
A willing sacrifice; a voluntary death…
Led across the sodden paddocks
to be slaughtered at your hand,
Pouring thoughts down my throat, inhaling lie after lie
Until which point when the mould has been set
And the shape that unfolds is the cage where you lie
Why can my existence be compelled from the few,
When every day I die, I remain here for you?
To swallow your lies that you care that I remain;
That stare in your eyes that says I am not to blame
Relieved in a second, diminished in a minute
Thankless in shame; possessed by hate…
Nothing good enough for a soul not of this world…
A Piscean whisper…into unlistening ears…
Your sweet promise cast into the night…
beneath wilting roses
Left at your doorstep,
on a rainy day in the middle of February...
To perceive your gratitude
as I shook and died a thousand times...
The weight of the death… cast upon my shoulders
Relieved in a single second…
I suppose I’ll wait here in silence,
until this rapture passes away...
A fake consolation to suppress all of my darkness
Until my sky once again becomes starless
Relieved in a second, diminished in a minute
Thankless in shame; possessed by hate…
Nothing good enough for a soul not of this world…
A Piscean whisper…into unlistening ears…
Relieved in a second, diminished in a minute
Thankless in shame; possessed by hate…
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Tabula Rasa
06:29
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SItting in silence, in your candlelit room;
A gentle stare in sheer focus on you...
Holding you close in the uncertain dark;
the stare which you cast makes me feel alive...
As you turn your head toward me and utter your soul
I recoil into death, a heart-swelling urge...
Tabula Rasa; the need to return..
possessed like I was when I heard your heart’s beckon...
Sitting in silence, in your candlelit room;
A gentle stare in sheer focus on you...
Give me the strength to do what needs be done;
relinquish my soul from the scars of your blood…
By perilous flirtation and flagrant devotion;
my moment of truth will come in a casket…
Destiny’s whore…
I cannot return to this pit of no light
A bouquet of flowers which brought no respite…
Pain has resurged and conquers all in sight...
No moonlight sonata can drown this black plight...
Give me the strength to do what needs be done;
relinquish my soul from the scars of your blood…
By perilous flirtation and flagrant devotion;
my moment of truth will come in a casket…
Tabula Rasa; the need to return..
possessed like I was when I heard your heart’s beckon...
Nothing remains except pain and devotion;
nothing but constant reflection...
I cannot survive; cut deeper tonight…
The most mundane of places, but with eyes locked on me
Tabula Rasa; To concede a fate I cannot release…
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Julianne
08:44
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When the day has fallen beneath their skies
And I struggle to exhale their entrancing lies…
Your porcelain skin conceals a sincere heart beneath
A swelling in your throat
that roars for what I yearn…
A dimple creased deep into your smile…
Which propels my fears from this mortal flight…
Bejewelled by beauty which is never to be reviled…
A stare so deep within…yet separated by miles…
O, you have never gazed upon my sight…
But I yearn for your dark touch…
A swelling in your throat that roars for what I yearn…
When the sun reaches our place beneath the world…
And I cling to you in my desperate plight…
When the day has fallen beneath their skies
And I struggle to exhale their entrancing lies…
You offer me a warm respite from the light
I long for your cold embrace,
my companion for eternal life…
The way your voice soars and breaks,
The beauty of every breath that you take,
The light of your beauty radiates…
The fabric of your dress fluttering in the wind
The only gentle thing in this world…
You have possessed my spirit
since the first sunrise yawned…
Enlivened by your frailty, your ever silent rapture
Your graceful brown hair adorning the armour of my soul
To take your hand in mine, to roam this life away…
Your porcelain skin conceals a sincere heart beneath
A swelling in your throat that roars for what I yearn…
Bejewelled by beauty which is never to be reviled…
A stare so deep within…yet separated by miles…
Carry us to death; our gentle destiny,
away from the belligerence of a dormant life
Unbound into the halls of eternity…
where we sit eyes interlocked...
A paroxysm of love that surges through my collapsing veins
Shall I hold you for a million years?
Let me catch your fall from the darkest heavens
I know in my heart it is where you belong
By my side; or in ethereal permanence...
When the day has fallen beneath their skies
And I struggle to exhale their entrancing lies…
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Your hair folds in two above your crested crown…
And your thin lips curl in an innocent curiosity...
A calm command runs down the creases of your face
Unfurled embrace held in stasis...
Reveal your dark countenance…
Singing about some figure who
you resigned to existence…
A drapery cast over your tender skin
To never reveal your conception of sin…
Unknown to their light…
Something so impressed into the chambers of my heart
Pumping red velvet blood around
my lucky stars
Enliven my bones and bring me to fruition
Before I, like all, crumble with superstition…
Your hair folds in two above your crested crown…
And your thin lips curl in an innocent curiosity...
My flesh for you in humble servitude...
Cast into eternity by the strength of your blood…
Cast into eternity by the strength of your blood…
I wish, how I wish, that these dreams would come true
Until that time, I remain cast away
In a prison of heartache reimagined every day
My heart pounding beneath my decaying skin
Seizing my body and quaking my soul
A calm command runs down the creases of your face
Your unfurled embrace...
Singing about some figure who
you resigned to existence…
My heart pounding beneath my decaying skin
Seizing my body and quaking my soul
My presence for you… in humble servitude
Cast into eternity by the strength of your blood
I wish, how I wish, that these dreams would come true
Until that time, I remain cast away…
In a prison of my heartache reimagined each day...
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