Friday, February 27, 2015

Alchemy Sounded Good at the Time

By: Alesana

[Spoken:]
This the oldest story in the book... He desires the one thing he cannot have...

My darling queen, I lay myself at your feet
And I shall stay the hands of fate

Wind cries out, heavens boil above voicing discontent to my sins
I have found the way to trick the ferryman
I have deceived the ancient Gods

Cold flesh lends to me it's secrets for a price too high
I shudder at what I have done
Each day brings me closer to you, my tragic victory

Darling queen I lay at your feet...
Chills take me as she wakes, throat gasps tainted breath
I've reclaimed you my stolen bride
Can your soul forgive my crimes of passion?
I would not close the casket; I'm so consumed by your pain
Faint screams echo through the night...

Cold flesh lends to me it's secrets for a price too high
I shudder at what I have done
Each day brings me closer to you, my tragic victory

The pains of death can no longer haunt you
As the dawning sky brings forth one forsaken thought
Death can not win for I now dwell in the palace of decay
And I shall stay the hands of fate

Night descends, sinews twitch
My pale queen finally stands to taste silent lips now cursed with her love

Cold flesh lends to me it's secrets for a price too high
I shudder at what I have done
Each day brings me closer to you, my tragic victory

Note: This song is about Orpheus and Eurydice. It is a famous Greek mythology. If you have the time, look at the myth and see how tragic it truly is. But if you don't have the time, well I guess i'll summarize it. Orpheus, the greatest harp player, goes to Hades to reclaim his dead wife. Using his harp playing skills, he convinces Hades and Persephone to let his wife go back to the overworld but in one condition, he must not look back at his wife on the way back. Well, he was a meter away from the exit but he looked back at his wife since he couldn't take it anymore.  

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