Friday, September 21, 2012

Azote (Enduring)

Writhe in obscurity
Madness projected in positiveness
It's in my blood
Black waters of old

Duration of the utmost
Perserverance; the Will to last
It's in my blood now
Dark images of old

My mind, the throne to every paradox
My heart, the gateway to all lost realms
It flows through my blood
Embraced by the shadows of old

The ones that have haunted
The ones that made you fear
I won't wait for you
There are no odds that one day I'll see you here.

Written 14-10-2007

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