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On scorched fields
Blazing, though nothing's left to fuel this massacre
Nothing's left

Smothered by the haze they crawl
While their demise splits tattered air
I lie in plain sight clutching mortal wounds
Torpid in the surrounding slaughter
I have discarded mortal views
And now search for a reversed hollow
To cradle this fading essence
Though your revulsion still serves to distract me

We find ourselves in meadows
Where our own decay has fed the wretched soil
My cursed enemy stares across at me
By no means did I ever intend to find an eternity
Not with you, at the very least
Not with you

Play dumb, like this is a new beginning
You're still the ***** same
Trying so hard to be oblivious
This time I'll hold you down
And bludgeon you with each word you should already know
Mercy's not even an afterthought

There will be no rest for you in this goddamn nirvana
Chivalry died with tangible bloodshed
Release has granted endless torture
I'll mutilate your elysium
Burn in hell

Dying on scorched fields [[dying]]
Aware once again as fever swims
Dying embers blow away with ash and dirt
Charred masses, remains of cherished friends
I can only hope you're one of them
For the first time I find myself desiring meadows
As I am eclipsed by nihility.
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Elysian Anathema
Date: Friday, 2nd May 2008 @ 08:12:50 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: wretched_reflections

On scorched fields
Blazing, though nothing's left to fuel this massacre
Nothing's left

Smothered by the haze they crawl
While their demise splits tattered air
I lie in plain sight clutching mortal wounds
Torpid in the surrounding slaughter
I have discarded mortal views
And now search for a reversed hollow
To cradle this fading essence
Though your revulsion still serves to distract me

We find ourselves in meadows
Where our own decay has fed the wretched soil
My cursed enemy stares across at me
By no means did I ever intend to find an eternity
Not with you, at the very least
Not with you

Play dumb, like this is a new beginning
You're still the ***** same
Trying so hard to be oblivious
This time I'll hold you down
And bludgeon you with each word you should already know
Mercy's not even an afterthought

There will be no rest for you in this goddamn nirvana
Chivalry died with tangible bloodshed
Release has granted endless torture
I'll mutilate your elysium
Burn in hell

Dying on scorched fields [[dying]]
Aware once again as fever swims
Dying embers blow away with ash and dirt
Charred masses, remains of cherished friends
I can only hope you're one of them
For the first time I find myself desiring meadows
As I am eclipsed by nihility.

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