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Ulalume(Edgar Allan Poe)
November 7th, 2008 by heimeai
The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere—
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year;
It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,
In the misty mid region of Weir—
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through an alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul—
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
There were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll—
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole—
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere—
Our memories were treacherous and sere—
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year—
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!)
We noted not the dim lake of Auber—
(Though once we had journeyed down here),
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent,
And star-dials pointed to morn—
As the star-dials hinted of morn—
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn—
Astarte’s bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said— “She is warmer than Dian:
She rolls through an ether of sighs—
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion,
To point us the path to the skies—
To the Lethean peace of the skies—
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes—
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes.”
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said— “Sadly this star I mistrust—
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:—
Oh, hasten!— oh, let us not linger!
Oh, fly!— let us fly!— for we must.”
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust—
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust—
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied— “This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendor is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty to-night:—
See!— it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright—
We safely may trust to a gleaming
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night.”
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom—
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb-
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said— “What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?”
She replied— “Ulalume— Ulalume—
‘Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!”
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere—
As the leaves that were withering and sere—
And I cried— “It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed— I journeyed down here—
That I brought a dread burden down here—
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon has tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber—
This misty mid region of Weir—
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.”
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Death Blooms(Mudvayne)
November 6th, 2008 by heimeai
Cold seems crippling
Lame meander through corridors
Aroma’s thick with age
Mark off the day
Reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body
Don’t want it, don’t want in
Feeble frail and rotting
Descending
I’m lost in
A structure that’s collapsing
Don’t want it
Cast into
Maker take the body
Don’t want it
It wants me
Past has found it’s place
Salvation is no more
Will God accept my peace
Bleached will pardon me
Reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body
Don’t want it, don’t want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending
I’m lost in
A structure that’s collapsing
Don’t want it
Cast into,
Maker take the body
Don’t want it
It wants me
I just want to run around
Fly kites
Wrestle
Jump and play
Swim through waves that crash
To shore
Memories in me
Cocooned in misery
I’m sick
And tired
Of embracing reflections of past time
Receive me or cast me away
God please take me away
Resistance
Futile
Suicidal ideas
I will crucify my own being
Satisfy selfish needs fuck the deities
Justify my own right to what’s waiting for me
On the other side of me
The time has come
Lock and load
I’m coming
I’m coming
I’m coming
I’m coming home
Pull me out of body
Don’t want it, don’t want in,
Pull me out of body
Don’t want it, don’t want in,
Pull me out of body
Don’t want it, don’t want in,
Feeble frail and rotting
Descending
I’m lost in
A structure that’s collapsing
Descending
Don’t want it,
Maker take the body
Don’t want it, don’t want in,
Pull me out of body
Don’t want it, don’t want in,
Feeble frail and rotting
Descending
I’m lost in,
A structure that’s collapsing
Descending
Don’t want it
Maker take the body
Don’t want it
It wants me
I just want to run around
Fly kites
Wrestle
Jump and play
Swim through waves that crash
To shore
Memories in me
Cocooned in misery
The darkness overcomes
Soul soars to the other plain
Existence past
The door
I sail
Through purgatory’s bay
I asked a god for poison cradle me
Sown to my dreams
Souls searching
Death blossoms where clouds lie over me
Held in God’s hands
Death blooming
Dark for fear of failure
An inner gloom as wide as an eye and fermenting
Roiling hate
Death gripped my veins
Unveiling rancid petals
Flowering forth foul nectar
The space between a blink and a tear
Death blooms
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The Weak and Powerless(A Perfect Circle)
November 6th, 2008 by heimeai
Jam another dragon down the hole
Diggin’ to rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren
One that pushes me along and leaves me so…
Desperate and ravenous
I’m so weak and powerless over you
Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China
White as Dracula as I aproach the bottle
Desperate and ravenous
I’m so weak and powerless over you
Little angel go away
Come again some other day
The devil has my ear today
I’ll never hear a word you say
He promised I would find a little solace and some peace of mind
Whatever just as long as I don’t feel so…
Desperate and ravenous
I’m so weak and powerless over you
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Orestes(A Perfect Circle)
November 6th, 2008 by heimeai
Metaphor for the mystic moment
Pull me in to your perfect circle
One womb
One shape
One resolve
Liberate this will
To release us all
Gotta cut away, clear away
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
And from pulling you down with me
In here
I can almost hear you scream
One more medicated peaceful moment
Give me one more medicated peaceful moment
Yeah I don’t wanna feel this overwhelming
Hostility
Don’t wanna feel this overwhelming
Hostility
Gotta cut away, clear away
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
Gotta cut away, clear away
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
Snip away and sever this
Keeping me from killing you
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