Through the tangled wraiths of your innocent lies,
Resurrected hues of the truth shall rise
Ushered by the aegis of my muted screams,
You tread the catacombs of my sacred dreams
Hiding and waiting, waiting and hiding…
Underneath iridescent skies, the truth comes riding
Restlessly I claw at your apocryphal world
Incognito piece of nightmare, begging to be heard
Exhumed from your veil of eternal betrayal
Released from the shackles, of indifferent obscurity
Your eyes refulgent with macabre defiance
I stand before you, a tangible part of reality
Your glacial touch burns my albino skin
My tarnished blood is what you craved
Hush now, as the hour of truth must begin
So hush my sweet,
As now, the truth shall speak….










Aha!
By: scribblingpad on June 6, 2008
at 12:35