Silent Hill 3
Narrator : Vincent
Subject : Cheryl
This poem is dedicated to Lisa
Tu Fui, Ego Eris
She wears a mask of frosted glass
But still her words belie
The peace that surely comes to pass
Every time she cries
These godless games she plays on me
I want her far too much
Revelling in the atrophy
And no-one else's touch
The dormant dark within her skin
Holds true to all her lies
The vassal God, her mordant twin
Burns bright inside her eyes
The face behind the Chosen One
Angel of broken dreams
The many splendor'd paragon
Of love's eternal gleam
Tear free this immolated flesh
From ivory gates beneath
In her my lustful wont enmeshed
My heart between her teeth
Mother of God once more revealed
Never-ending, born again!
I lie here cold and corporeal
Lost in this sweet refrain
Necrotic kisses, come for me
Soporific and unclean
Sheathed in her red-rimmed purity
It isn't what it seems
Call forth divinity, scalding light
Cast out my heathen tongue
The world you love will die tonight
Its heroes all unsung
Such endless wonders we created
She says she has to leave
Weary and emasculated
I seek no such reprieve
Remember me, my young pariah
As unworthy kingdoms fall
Saccharine and lithe Messiah
And I will hear your call
~ FIN ~