MarkkoCarnaghi
Poeta recién llegado
I will die here, and in thee
Hearing a last tearing breath
it’ll blow on the taciturn crypt
and over the path tend its veil
am i buried within myself?
Creeping through ancient ruins up to my pit
Obsessed, will rise, those who were forgotten,
in mournful screams of sorrow
Over a land of ginger tears dew, they’ll skirl
The voices of the cursed
the lamentations of dark hollows
Is this an endless sadness or is it just banal?
A Lain madness or a promise bond in blood
Withering in this woe, can already descry its silhouette
Wafting in the mist, an imperious sign of depart time
Are already cracking the ropes
That my eyes made to bleed
Until, i’m not able to see the light
Of this dying night…
Once, i saw how the light fades away from my eyes
Nothing would be any longer the way i remember
Now, i roam errant in lands of frost
So far, alone and lost.
Follow the shores of oblivion under a bloody sky
Ablazed by the halo of the eclipsed sun
And the agony of the black star
With growing sorrow, i fill my dying heart
I saw my ghost swallowing my ashes
And i turn blind by the frozen light
In silence, the darkest night
Cradle a mournful sea
Reviving the fire of desintegration
Washed away by frozen stars
Scars that bloom in a flush
Seduce the crows borned within my flesh
And, one day, when everything is gone
During a sempiternal farewell, i close my eyes
And under the sun of a bloodshot dawn
I’ll feel the burning coldness of the frozen light
In this land of dead and woe
A fragment of my unforgiven cowardice
Aim my own worms, those who are already ravening me
Or, may be, the petals of that dark and withered rose
As an unlit candle by the rain
It overshadows a withering heart
with the halo of the BloodMoon
deeper than this immeasurable suffer
the perfume of a bud that’ll never bloom
In the reborn of the bloodmoon
Hearing a last tearing breath
it’ll blow on the taciturn crypt
and over the path tend its veil
am i buried within myself?
Creeping through ancient ruins up to my pit
Obsessed, will rise, those who were forgotten,
in mournful screams of sorrow
Over a land of ginger tears dew, they’ll skirl
The voices of the cursed
the lamentations of dark hollows
Is this an endless sadness or is it just banal?
A Lain madness or a promise bond in blood
Withering in this woe, can already descry its silhouette
Wafting in the mist, an imperious sign of depart time
Are already cracking the ropes
That my eyes made to bleed
Until, i’m not able to see the light
Of this dying night…
Once, i saw how the light fades away from my eyes
Nothing would be any longer the way i remember
Now, i roam errant in lands of frost
So far, alone and lost.
Follow the shores of oblivion under a bloody sky
Ablazed by the halo of the eclipsed sun
And the agony of the black star
With growing sorrow, i fill my dying heart
I saw my ghost swallowing my ashes
And i turn blind by the frozen light
In silence, the darkest night
Cradle a mournful sea
Reviving the fire of desintegration
Washed away by frozen stars
Scars that bloom in a flush
Seduce the crows borned within my flesh
And, one day, when everything is gone
During a sempiternal farewell, i close my eyes
And under the sun of a bloodshot dawn
I’ll feel the burning coldness of the frozen light
In this land of dead and woe
A fragment of my unforgiven cowardice
Aim my own worms, those who are already ravening me
Or, may be, the petals of that dark and withered rose
As an unlit candle by the rain
It overshadows a withering heart
with the halo of the BloodMoon
deeper than this immeasurable suffer
the perfume of a bud that’ll never bloom
In the reborn of the bloodmoon