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Transparent to the World (Demo)

by blyh

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Sheath me beastly path white washed virgin wrath Shriek, stream, nameless grief An overture of breath wrought answers unheard. Shrinking back in grey anfractuous dismay For there is no bairn to hold this osteal meal, nor to lay gaze on thy auspicious smiles. Hide as Asters - frayed and wan An anaemic art - so meakly underdrawn Wet, cold, dead - submerged in the depth. A mirror of swans - They are as empty hands Silence entire - all birds are dead All windows broken as stonily sighs Tear, lust, sere - o naught shall last Singing of spring an orphan fails to be.
Those are the lost words - congealed armure on my tongue. Dust rides stirred air - a burden: this leaden afternoon All air is stale and turns to ash with every breath This limpid will is dismissed Gathered amongst vague palls I pass unseen. Grey is my grievance and grave my distress A mere shilhouette I walk along the walls Thus a ghost I became. Hold this yellow dreams with meagre hands Hurl thy empty shroud onto laughter and love All talk seeps through your pains or songs There you are: transparent to the world.
Essentially divided between affinity and loss Thine is the care and the sorrow within. Drink - o stranger - my endless betrayal. In this grimness my vague shadow will rest. Gold, red weight - this heart is too moist to rust. Ash, black, dust - in this emptiness perish we must. A beggar sets his mind to wrath - holy in his shame Elsewhere ravens circle the sky. This last emptiness is hollow and pale I - hermit - am so willingly dead.
A weak sun drops palely to the ground Upon this shattered ashes - This is my last attempt I am done, undone, gone Burn it down, burn me down nothing shall be left of me but this empty sense Besieged am I in my futile denial O so woefully refined ... my animal fear. An empty shroud - unveiled, an empty, me - To lift me, to bear the weight of light - surpasses my failiure Confined in a web of holy words discolored and absorbed my very breath. On shattered knees imploring - an empty me - To lift me, to bear the weight of your words, is to fail


released June 4, 2017


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