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Upon The Moors

The first flowers of the winter,
Dark clouds upon the Moors.
The falling stars are gathering
Around the heart that once was yours.
Winter's here and I'm still waiting
Standing tall, so brave,
but the sky is black
and so is my heart
Waiting at your icy grave.
We couldn't hear them creeping
From the deep, nightly shades
So came the ones with dreadful deeds
And their unhallowed blades
Wondering why I am still alive?
Revenge!
I've been waiting for so long.
Repent!
My wounded heart bleeds,
I can't wait anymore.
Desire!
Let the bright full moon
enlighten my path.
This time...
There's no one who
can ever stop my wrath.
I've been walking on this path forever,
Searching for those to blame.
Even though my vindication
Won't be sweet, still
every step takes me closer.
(Sinking into delirium)
My hands were covered with dust
Your ardent soul seemed so calm
Still my heart was filled with lust
Your sparkling glance is fading
The snow kissed you goodbye.
All that remained was your memory
And the tears in my eyes.
©infj-loki