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Sozokai — Black Citadel
Published: 2008-10-24 19:35:35 +0000 UTC; Views: 200; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 2
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On the shimmering hilltop,Bathed by shadowed, silver-thorns,
Under light of crystal moon.
In the mist of heart-insanity,
Lay a crimson-thorn enchanted,
Stronghold of black diamond.
Keeper of secrets, too dark to praise,
Too black a mortal mouth to utter,
Too unhinging of flames of past.
Whispering from her windows’ gapes,
Singing lullabies to the reason,
Nymphs of night with raven hairs.
How they stroke the soul in me,
How they pet the pain in me,
With poison-lyrics chanting.
On the fearless face of this world,
They curse the gods above,
They stain the light that gave them life.
Groveling in the ashes of the fields,
In the castle’s gardens full of night-roses,
Black petals shiver under their cries.
Their blind eyes see only one thing,
The curse of their deeds, the sorrow,
Of the gaping wounds of the victims.
Every single dark siren’s note,
Every voice of melody raping,
Rips the tears from my eyes.
For one knows what he has done,
What a Muse to these poems he has been,
What unending inspiration his evil is.
In the castle’s temples of sin,
Walls of screams black citadel surround,
Pearls of dark in the altar’s water pours.
These furies still scorch and rip with notes,
On the harps of black-tortoise shell,
In the tunnels of the mortal hearts.
What a choir of pain we all create,
What a kingdom full of cities black,
The citadels will group and make.
The towers of every living man,
The towers on the shimmering hills,
In hearts with crimson-thorn entangled.
What a graceful symphony of horrors,
What a melody of rage we all can make,
What poets the sins of heart can be.
