The wind bears witness;
Under these skies you will need no epitaph,
Just another paragraph to recite
While I'm scattering ashes.
It rings in ears, it scorched your eyes,
It hurts to admit that I was right.
Your only ally, your only foe
While the others are gone, I remain ever more.
Pain, hatred -the usual signs.
Ambigous concepts I cannot abide;
If love is the law, where is your will
To crush the doubts under the heel.
It blooms at night, hidden from prying, detestable eyes.
I will speak with embrace;
Withered by dawn-
Bloodless, empty, forlorn.
It blooms at night,
An anguished cry, followed by footsteps.
The trampled hope, bent out of shape.
Whom to serve, whom to evade:
Slave.
And drop by drop, you will quench your desires.
The embers still glow, but where is the fire?
It slips from your mind, it slips through your fingers.
I am your thirst,
The sin that lingers.
I was by your side day by day,
Through countless conquests, faceless and grey.
The hours wasted in pointless games,
A month or a week, still remember the names
Of those who meant something or nothing at all?
You're a king of nothing.
The higher you reach,
The farther you fall.
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