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As Whisper, or As Bellowing

Sold Soul
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In reverie, I drag my gaze through the waters The call and the answer of these currents beguile me I plunge from the height of my greatest desires Into the lowest of one's grief and his misery My corpse won't continue to sing songs of contempt The vast, black expanse of space doesn't listen anyways May the currents ossify that which plead them These sunken graves and endless skies dance in parity Wail out with me, into the stars This sleepless ire wrought forth fragility I've despised these tenebrous nights But with you, my darling, there is sanctuary Eram quod es, eris quod sum Crudelius est quam mori semper timere mortem No warming hearth crackles brightly enough May this lament ring out, or yet be ephemeral Hiss and howl Breathe Churn and roil Breathe Refract and divide as you extend through eternity Hiss and howl Breathe Churn and roil Breathe Unweave the fates and annul the mendacity Bring unto me the tiding reprise, as seance or elegy I yearn to be adrift through the firmament High as the Valkyries, I'll leave my flesh Inchoate the binds, be not yet realized From the droning of man, to the whir of the sky For all things reviled by the demoralized From the chapter and verse, through script, through time Bring unto me the tiding reprise, as whisper or bellowing I yearn to be adrift through the firmament High as the Valkyries, I'll leave my flesh Blood will stain In reverie, I drag my gaze through the waters The call and the answer of it's currents beguile me I plunge from the height of my greatest desires Into the lowest of one's grief and his misery My corpse won't continue to sing songs of contempt The vast, black expanse of space doesn't listen anyways May the currents ossify that which plead them These sunken graves and endless skies dance in parity There is no reprieve in these lines you've scrawled for me There is no reprieve in the time you'll spend mourning Bring unto me the tiding reprise, as whisper or bellowing I yearn to be adrift through the firmament High as the Valkyries, I'll leave my flesh I'll leave my flesh