Act Two
Scene One
::curtain opens::
::lights come up::
::Deathless stand shoulder to shoulder, center stage mid drop; one middle two left three right::
One: ::steps forward to stage lip:: angels for everyone to the days graced not in mine solid soul of elicit sins for the flesh hath broken within. Endless passions raged to the transfixed ends of the endless the souls with out remorse, and through that we sought safety but it is now through our love of self that we loath our hearts through mind and shouldered through the life that the we lived post death with hastened postulations pleasing not a man but only an avenging poise of a personal vendettaned god towards our sins raised high on a tree, for no more then three coins of brass to sell a soul as a slave to search no more in the savored times lost in the serpents slithering stomach as it scrapes the ground, I see not that which would hath pleased the ends true regime of what should control the past trough the present and set us with no future…
Two: ::steps forward to stage right of one:: So shown through the child's eyes a fired raged of a fiercely forced furnace of a flightless dove, !cage amenities loss of excremental forced powered lost through but not against the and but against a personal life's lost lusting long towards a lengthened demise, what an out ::shallow:: what an end to surmise. ::roar:: MINE eyes doth burned with the acided salt of the ages not forced through them but behind them wetting not the shores of mine heart but the chops of my pains, !rage, indignant in its own course laid to the lathe of father time as he molested my baby of new years Hail! I say to that far off keeper of the end, I wish to come home, and in the vergeless voyage end…
Three: ::steps forward to stage left of one::
Cursed anger that enrages the thought of end to the ends lost end from the beginning. I loved not lost to the learned the end of the infinite hate to give way to love NAY I say that hate shalt triumph in mine ends !NO never the ends begin through the loss, lost loss of life's lost to be found in the void of loss. It Is spake to thee as I would a brother, ::trailing:: forgive me not but end forth for that which I suffer. For I would not stand to end this but only to pass for an escape…
All: Ends to begin graced not the soul of angels sold, the child's eyes lost in the nights sky of passionate graced light's end to my begin.
::lights drop::
(fin scene one)
Scene Two
::lights come up::
::girl cowers over boy and looks up as if someone is there, petrified, still life facing stage right::
::three and two stand stage left::
::Deathless one enters from stage right having axe in left hand and hood off, eyes closed::
One: :: As enters:: I found not what I sought in the search for peace. I slain her in the hopes of for to keep, I kept not with her then but now here in vain for all to see for all mine eternity. ::stops over girl and boy and looks down, eyes still closed:: of what I could do to not undo but to redo what is done, done trough my drought of daft life through the darkened dawns new life. I see now that I must find me mine lost soul, the will to be unlost the will to not be found but to find my way back from behind the wall of shame and tame the demons which inlay their wares upon my hearts dead head. I see not with mine eyes forced shut to conceal what must be seen to understand the sought lost sight of night's return. Returned to the left from which I came to where I saw such an entranced scene, a scene of sense from forth hence I leave to strike my glancing low upon mine own head, ::lifts axe:: to swing from the opened wound not the blood of the wicked but the blood the wicked hath spilt, to strike back upon the light that which hath betrayed me ::swings and stops noticeably above girl, girl still unmoving:: !!::upset:: betrayed, that which mine eyes do not see but my heart does not feel alone without much sight blinded by the tears I can NOT form, lose me for I am nothing to be had but only to be discarded to be loosed upon my own wilds to find the path with loses me before I strike that which would have never stricken back.
::three and two move to either side of the scene::
Three: the senses of the sights do not lie in what they are, but the they tell so that the heart might lie and damn thee to hell
Two: do not fool your soul into thinking off the oft thought blame, it is yours to own and behold upon the scene that now has bestowed.
One: ::frustrated:: nay! That hath not the scent of the damned but the virgin's lost life to the power of the devil's hand towards the light that hath been snuffed from what I do. What should I do to repent this loss for now I am gone from the life that I would have been to form one darkened blast from the frozen throat of hell's fire.
Girl: ::with a start ::remember when I was your pearl your gleam of light through the darkened days? But now I cannot find upon a now the why of what you have done, my love my cherished you never should have…::one, with axe, strikes her in the back in such a way that she falls upon her lover::
::two and three slowly back and exit, three to left and two to right::
One:: slowly falls to knees:: always done the same no matter how I beg I can never spare that which would b her life to end this death but for why must I watch her die…
:lights fade::
(fin scene two)
Scene One
::curtain opens::
::lights come up::
::Deathless stand shoulder to shoulder, center stage mid drop; one middle two left three right::
One: ::steps forward to stage lip:: angels for everyone to the days graced not in mine solid soul of elicit sins for the flesh hath broken within. Endless passions raged to the transfixed ends of the endless the souls with out remorse, and through that we sought safety but it is now through our love of self that we loath our hearts through mind and shouldered through the life that the we lived post death with hastened postulations pleasing not a man but only an avenging poise of a personal vendettaned god towards our sins raised high on a tree, for no more then three coins of brass to sell a soul as a slave to search no more in the savored times lost in the serpents slithering stomach as it scrapes the ground, I see not that which would hath pleased the ends true regime of what should control the past trough the present and set us with no future…
Two: ::steps forward to stage right of one:: So shown through the child's eyes a fired raged of a fiercely forced furnace of a flightless dove, !cage amenities loss of excremental forced powered lost through but not against the and but against a personal life's lost lusting long towards a lengthened demise, what an out ::shallow:: what an end to surmise. ::roar:: MINE eyes doth burned with the acided salt of the ages not forced through them but behind them wetting not the shores of mine heart but the chops of my pains, !rage, indignant in its own course laid to the lathe of father time as he molested my baby of new years Hail! I say to that far off keeper of the end, I wish to come home, and in the vergeless voyage end…
Three: ::steps forward to stage left of one::
Cursed anger that enrages the thought of end to the ends lost end from the beginning. I loved not lost to the learned the end of the infinite hate to give way to love NAY I say that hate shalt triumph in mine ends !NO never the ends begin through the loss, lost loss of life's lost to be found in the void of loss. It Is spake to thee as I would a brother, ::trailing:: forgive me not but end forth for that which I suffer. For I would not stand to end this but only to pass for an escape…
All: Ends to begin graced not the soul of angels sold, the child's eyes lost in the nights sky of passionate graced light's end to my begin.
::lights drop::
(fin scene one)
Scene Two
::lights come up::
::girl cowers over boy and looks up as if someone is there, petrified, still life facing stage right::
::three and two stand stage left::
::Deathless one enters from stage right having axe in left hand and hood off, eyes closed::
One: :: As enters:: I found not what I sought in the search for peace. I slain her in the hopes of for to keep, I kept not with her then but now here in vain for all to see for all mine eternity. ::stops over girl and boy and looks down, eyes still closed:: of what I could do to not undo but to redo what is done, done trough my drought of daft life through the darkened dawns new life. I see now that I must find me mine lost soul, the will to be unlost the will to not be found but to find my way back from behind the wall of shame and tame the demons which inlay their wares upon my hearts dead head. I see not with mine eyes forced shut to conceal what must be seen to understand the sought lost sight of night's return. Returned to the left from which I came to where I saw such an entranced scene, a scene of sense from forth hence I leave to strike my glancing low upon mine own head, ::lifts axe:: to swing from the opened wound not the blood of the wicked but the blood the wicked hath spilt, to strike back upon the light that which hath betrayed me ::swings and stops noticeably above girl, girl still unmoving:: !!::upset:: betrayed, that which mine eyes do not see but my heart does not feel alone without much sight blinded by the tears I can NOT form, lose me for I am nothing to be had but only to be discarded to be loosed upon my own wilds to find the path with loses me before I strike that which would have never stricken back.
::three and two move to either side of the scene::
Three: the senses of the sights do not lie in what they are, but the they tell so that the heart might lie and damn thee to hell
Two: do not fool your soul into thinking off the oft thought blame, it is yours to own and behold upon the scene that now has bestowed.
One: ::frustrated:: nay! That hath not the scent of the damned but the virgin's lost life to the power of the devil's hand towards the light that hath been snuffed from what I do. What should I do to repent this loss for now I am gone from the life that I would have been to form one darkened blast from the frozen throat of hell's fire.
Girl: ::with a start ::remember when I was your pearl your gleam of light through the darkened days? But now I cannot find upon a now the why of what you have done, my love my cherished you never should have…::one, with axe, strikes her in the back in such a way that she falls upon her lover::
::two and three slowly back and exit, three to left and two to right::
One:: slowly falls to knees:: always done the same no matter how I beg I can never spare that which would b her life to end this death but for why must I watch her die…
:lights fade::
(fin scene two)