In the shadows of an orb of blood
In a castle where the dead walk and living fall
In the smile of death, an enthralling night
And the darkness of the void
I'm born
Bearing the mark of hatred
I hid myself
Eyes bleed with the shine of my beginning
From them, my world, endless crimson
In a hand out of reach
Me
From the closed fists I shatter
But immortality is the prize.
In the restlessness of air
I inches closer
To being the invisible
In the wind I gain companions
Death would not relieve them
Just as me
In the light of death
The shadows of the end creeps in
Only to be disrupted by a glow to pure for my soul
I shall be what I am
Only to stare at the fallens I've made to fly
But cannot see pass the fragments of malice of who I am
Dreams of an unbearable brightness
Seeking for me chasing me out of my dark corner
Undressing me of my unworldly shroud
As it always has been and will be
A tendril too familiar dashes my hope
But imprisoning me again
In my own forever pain and comforting night
Learned to stare at the clenched fist with sorrow
Learned to stare with hatred without lashing out
Learned to stare without dreaming
But cannot help to stare without falling
Wondering if the sun has what I long for
Wondering if I have its longing
And finally came to see
That with life I'll never gain the unseen
Bleak world
No death
No life
No desires of mine
In the eyes of my deliver
I saw the yearning
My yearning
To hear it
I took its hand for a sound even the winds cannot reach
The winds cheered
The winds wept
But another joined in
An inquietness in the air
From two chiming souls
No matter last or first
They
Beaten
Together
The night sky is always sad
All but a few bright points
Guess who?