The Cradle of Darkness

In the cradle of darkness and demise,
The mist is all over on everyone's eyes,
You call me, call me, call me, to see the rise,
Ahhh!It is in the lap of the brutal demon of pain that she lies!

Love in the eyes of a snake,
War in the eyes of the fairy,
Rape in the eyes of the priest,
And Divinity in the bays of aching rain!

Tears I want not, tears I need badly,
A few words of affection from you ...
Oh!!! only in weirdest fantasies,
I love, no more, my desires that deceit!

Lost in the era of sadists,
Found in the mirage of the gleaming hopes,
Naked and clothed at the same time,
Far far away in the desolate entangling ropes.

Roses on my marriage and roses on her death,
Tears on my victory and tears for her soul,
White of the fairy and that of the cremate,
Red of her passion and red of my soaked blood untold.

Cold is my life and so is her snow,
Dark is the swallowing mist around,
And nowhere to go- for simplicity,I breath and live,
In the cradle of this bleak darkness of my dark life alive!