Monday, 29 June 2009

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    By Opeth
    Dirge For November
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    2006...Murderous Heartache

    The sweet nauseating smell of pain resonates through me,
    clutching at my chest,
    throbbing like a tremor that rudely awakens an innocent sleepy town
    Into turmoil and deafening chaos,
    not realizing that the worst is yet to befall them...

    I plaster mask after mask,
    hiding from truth and reality
    they scorn me like heavily made up geishas
    boasting and prancing in front of me
    laughing at my stupidity... 

    Why was I blind then? And Why can't I be blind now?
    Craving to shelter my eyes and be dumb
    To numb the pain
    And mute the screaming from within the four walls of my mind...
     
    Aurora crucified on a cross and set to burn,
    Without a second glance,
    Her prince looks the other way.
    The deception of men curdles my heart
    No longer choosing to seek refuge in them...

    Like a mad hatter I am alone and lost and dazed,
    in Alice's wonderland.
    Or should I say My Wonderland?
    Struggling and stumbling towards the winding path
    That leads to my supposed destiny
    But finding myself walking in circles
    Back from where I started
    Bumping clumsily into the lunacy and senile ways of this world...

    I flinch as regret steps on my toes,
    Reduced to fill the empty hole in my heart,
    With everything and anything I can grasp onto,
    The shackles of despair threaten to drag me under,
    Desperately finding a way to keep my head above water
    To prevent myself from drowning in endless misery...


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