Namárië

A Night Beneath The Moon

Love seems to run through my fingers

Oh, my lost Muse, come and cope with me

For all that was ours, and all that is gone

For the bleeding Christ and his rotten child

For all the sin that in thy name I committed

Come here by my side once again, never again

To feed your child, death rises in my veins

Let me taste your bitter breast one last time.

Mother of my non-existence, dreadful art Thou

Rising up high, lost in your waning Moon

Come once and for all, take my soul

I cannot go on, chastise me harder, and make me feel

All your rage and anger, deception at least

Doomed by my own guilt I must be

So lend me thy blody nails of Pain

And scar my skin with thy trepidation.

Please, I prithee, take me with Thee

Love has deceived me one last time

I do not believe in It anymore.

No my son, your guilt condemns Thee

No more shall Thou behold my grace

Down in thy diminishing orb Thou lay

And for eternity it must be on this mark

For a virgin will never forgive Thee

And all the tears She cries,

Will be thy bitter mark upon Earth

Liar, wretched daughter of Babalon

Thou tempted me that night

Thy sweet words melted my heart and will

Never a single needle through thy soul I seek

Yet thy disgrace and obscure manners,

All of them deep like Rose thorns in my flesh

Made me fail in thy holy blood.

And through the open veins I delighted

Like a child in Rosemary’s blossom

I remember thy screams and thy yearning

I still feel the pleasure in thy remorse

When down her eyes we both cursed Her

And thy laugh, rising through the Moon

And I was lost within thy splendor.

Please, I prithee, take me with Thee

Love has deceived me one last time

I do not believe in It anymore.

Never my once beloved, thy mark rises

And those like Thee the other world denies

The gates close in thy visage, give in to hate

For my redemption Thou have lost

And in no way my son Thou art

For the satisfaction of flesh has deceived Thee

And now a virgin cries up high for it.

She deserved her doom by her own ways

I could not desire pain to call upon her

I loved her like blood to the moon

But she was too lost in her own reflection

And within herself, while she cursed,

I faded and fall deeper and faster.

And the need for life grew in a glimpse

And all my body crumbled below her

And the virgin cried, but the blade was in

Deeper by the second, fueled by passion

Deep like myself within her

Giving her a last indulgence from her own ways

And in Death she came.

And Down we/Thou came and fall

But we/Thou could not stop now

And in amber embrace I/Thou saw the blade

And reason went down by the side

And whispered in shrouded voice

I am/ Thou art/ Betrayer. 

A Winter Agony

Nothing seems to flow with me anymore

Not even thy painful tears, closed by dramatic drapes

And I fall deeper into despair and lunacy

Crying thy name in long forgotten graves

Rain falls like angel’s cry, but no one weeps

Not for thee, not for me.

Raven night in thy name I summon her

Long lost my love that once was tine

For my lost enchantress, deep within the weed of Hades

I shall recall her in a winter night, as wolves cry

For what once was and is no more

I shall die.

And beneath the laughing Moon I rise

Higher and higher, but always so down

Oh why? I cry to the empty Heavens

As her silhouette appears in the cold mist

But nothing comes back, not the razor nor the rose.

I bleed for thee, my love, into Hades I walk

  But the primrose never rots in my sight

And all the remembrances of all of us fade

I bequeath my soul, my pain

My heart for thy beauty to rise again

But never shall I see such joy.

And in such delight of insanity, I see thee

Lost in the paths of my dreams, like a little girl

Lost in the labyrinth of disgrace and reality

I bequeath my soul for her, but she never seems to find

 What once was and is no more.

And in my beloved pain I fall deeper into the vein

And the blood flows free, like a child in the winter fields

And moon shadows rise throughout the pain

And all that once was seems to be again

Deep into her, the razor shall never again be.

As a ghost amidst the frozen weed of winter

I shall haunt eternity, in pursuit of thy love

The one that with a Rose I won and to a Razor I lost.

Purity of melancholic dreams she is no more

For she is now mine

Here, there and everywhere

For I am the one that once was and is no more.

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Empty does the moon seems today
Far away and with nothing to say 
Lonely as the morning comes and the day
All so cold and left astray.

Sorrow still, silent in me
All so swift and calm for thee
Have we ever know why we cry?
Have all our hearts gone dry?

Who are you, mistress dark
Tall and serene, just like my mark
Calling me to sleep, oh fragrant bed
There where once I was wed

Have the children gone anew?
Do we still pretend to wait for a few?
In velvet darkness I leave
In a shadow I live.