Waters Of Despair

Memories are nothing like the flesh
But semblences of nothingness
Deeds of the past unembraceable
A toil the mind so unescapable

Towards the black river's shore
The mist slowly dances forth
Treading in untrodden ways
Unseen beauty draped in dismay

From the waters of despair
My black thoughts suddenly turn clear

Replacing the veiled moonlight
A spectre of buried delight

Hair black as starlight's death
Drapes a spirit as pale as bloodless flesh

And if i lie with you
Beneath this darkened earth
Will not the last be forsaken
Just like the first

A whisper is nothing like the wind
But songs from forgotten strings
An airy nothing of lingering despair
Which haunts forever its captive's ears

From the waters of despair
Arises the past broken and austere

And if i lie with you
Beneath this darkened earth
Will not the last be forsaken
Just like the first.