Frozen, lonely, losing face
Breaking dawn turns skies to red
With dreams of you leaving my head
Understanding fates of men
I never knew I can begin
To see the consequence of sin
And lose myself down here within
The confines of realized fiction
The voices call from Babylon
Upon the winds I thought were gone
And as the bombs fall all around
I grasp at the escaping ground
Falling out of human grace
And writhing from your god's embrace
To settle in a warmer place
Where with my mind I can erase
The confines of realized fiction
Lacrimosa dies ilia
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus
But you know I do not ask
The man behind the fading mask
Forgiveness from his molding cask
I have my own sacramental flask
In the confines of realized fiction
Kick off your shoes and sit with me
On the throne of what could never be
And shake these tattered dreams away
That I may live another day
In the confines of realized fiction
So obviously I'm switching up the format of this blog a bit. Hadn't posted in a while, so I figured that now and then I'd post some lyrics or poetry or silly lists or whatever I had on hand at the time and still try for the daily thing, just without set topics. Hope you enjoy, and yes, I did write this and it does belong to me. Please to not repost or use without my permission.
I couldn't read the latin becuase it wasn't in reverse! ;)
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