Orakle

Neath The Rapture Streams

Orakle


Waters darkened, stealthy silhouettes dive 
To reach the place whence temptations derive 
A sea of passions, of unbridled desires 
Violently swells before such regal lures 

A splendour infernal 
Beauty, darker through her whims 
Drowning men neath the rapture streams... 

Fright had woken the fiercest evil spells 
Seduction decked out in death's jewels 
Musing on the disarray of fates inclined 
To quiver and bewail to the touch of her frosty nails 

Pure and strong on ways so long 
Lo! She intones enthralling songs 
Wolfing down the flame in your eyes 
Verses like the ice that freezes even the gods 
(... And no sign from heavens) 

Once in the empire, bear the pain 
Beyond grace, behind faiths 
As tortured pleas, wails rise from her domains 

Thus nature's destructive side unveiled 
And reigns a sombre star, sowing fear 
Amongst the weakened hearts of men... 

Pure and strong on ways so long 
Lo! She intones enthralling songs 
Building on the ruins and flying with the fall