Song of Mirrors

A nightmare, indeed
Skies that bleed scarlet
Tell stories so heartless lest
The night stars best know
Where we all go in the end
No need to pretend

So come what may
If these demons delay me
I’ll fight with deadly ardor
None will see the door peering
In darkness yet leering within
To gaze on my sin

Reflect it all back
No longer just black thoughts
Fine threads each caught together
And scattered to the aether winds
The voice does not rescind life
It ends all strife

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Song of Fire

Eager to anticipate
Each fickle breath to raze
Hunger I can’t satiate
The wind is on the wane
Let me loose to create
Don’t send me torrid rain
Red fire can never wait
For fuel to set ablaze

The wind is blowing now
Unleash the power true
The heat will speak of how
The air is just a tool
So spread and never bow
Fire is not a fool
With this, our eternal vow
We’ll burn the world anew

Song of Unity

The petals fly over the ocean
The flowers are bright on the land
What powers did once divide them
With great strength and also soft hands

I once wrote a song for the sailors
A ditty that spoke of the sea
They told me they sang it in storms
And it filled their hearts with great peace

I once wrote a song for the merchants
A tune that spun tales of far lands
They told me it gave them nightmares
But the journeys were never bland

I will write a song about both things
One that inspires every soul
So tell me what to write, and I will
A song that makes everything whole

Bodies in Transit

I sit quietly in terminal B11
My flight doesn’t leave til’ seven
But there’s plenty to see here
In this waiting room before the air
The flying alone does not scare me
But the crowds give me anxiety
So I watch, and I wait, all alone
Praying to catch the next flight home

Hate

The hate that sparks inside my heart
An icy spear, it pierces and tears apart
The fleeting feeling oh so dear to me
Even fires of Hell from which all flee
Are naught compared to the cold unfeeling
Not a person at all, reduced to a thing

Song of Mercy

Mercy
Mercy hold me now
I missed the mark
What’s do be done
When the archer’s shot
‘Round target passes
But another shot taken
May find the mark

So mercy,
Mercy hold me now
I wait for impact
And a bloody dawn
Time has frozen
So that this moment
Is perhaps the longest
I have ever known

Mercy now

Mercy…