Dodheimsgard

Utopia Running Scarlet

Dodheimsgard


The lurker in the green sea 
shades of a moving object 
riches, the temple that approaches 
haunts my wishes of this insanity 
gorgeous console I place there my claws 
those who once ripped out my eyes 

I need no longer human senses 

Feel it how this can torture 
the wagon with imaginations 
scary glimpses with dreadful outlines 
things I wish not to see 

slaughtering my dearest throne 
We will not be affected by this 
for the blood of time has fornicated 

Our minds, our shell 
my only shelter 
the dreamt with delight 

I see my options 
and I choose the tunnel 
see what my winged crayons 
have painted 

Let me shed a tear 
and give birth to my sea 
The only life is death