Burnt sienna tears
Flowing past the solemn years
Bled into the days which I smiled
Happily without remorse for the feathers beguiled
The raven shed upon me like quicksand
Dead and alive I awake and stand
Amongst the feeble minded the cruel and the few
Who feed me lies and subdued my hue
The blood may dry to that rusty shade
Resting in pools on my breast which lays
On this bed, crying pity for the night
Which whispering soothes me?
Of my permanent blight
I know the night
Its blanket of stars acquainted with me erstwhile
When the putrid stench of humanity chose to defile
My sodomy for knowledge, my passion for experience
The love I have for the mind ethereal
Can never dry this blackened blood completely
Can never sour the smiles I smile so sweetly
Can never lust for more, as I have all I need
The dark moon awaits me, calling me to heed
Warning of the end of days
A desperate tune wafting through my ears, it plays
The raven, never more, never more shall sing
Cast its blue black grace upon my grave
An omen of all things
I need not worry about the coming hours
For I know that soon I will expire, my heart been devoured
Transcend the dimensions of time and travel
While the petty ignorance of the world unravels
You may not know the point to this introspective rant
Yes
I know you want to know me well and chant
She is insane, her words bring me fear
Well I am so glad they instill that, my dear
I am the night, I am the moon
I come to light the flames of chaos which will swoon
Beneath me like a frothy wave of delight
And just like the raven I will take flight
Forever, forever more