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Amadeus777
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Waking up, I greet the day,
With a smile, on my face.
I have a girl, so far away,
I long to meet, that we may grace,
The stars above, they shine so bright,
These mortal woes, are put to flight,
For I know, she's in her bed,
Looking out, at what's ahead.
And that voice, so très beau*,
It brings a feeling, I can't construe.
And when we meet, oh so much more,
This loneliness, I shall abhore.
I hope to God, who rests above,
That what we have, is truly love.
Bring us peace, and end to fear
Oh good Lord, who brought us here.
* French for "Very Beautiful"
With a smile, on my face.
I have a girl, so far away,
I long to meet, that we may grace,
The stars above, they shine so bright,
These mortal woes, are put to flight,
For I know, she's in her bed,
Looking out, at what's ahead.
And that voice, so très beau*,
It brings a feeling, I can't construe.
And when we meet, oh so much more,
This loneliness, I shall abhore.
I hope to God, who rests above,
That what we have, is truly love.
Bring us peace, and end to fear
Oh good Lord, who brought us here.
* French for "Very Beautiful"
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Amadeus777
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I am the pursuer of dreams,
and the liver of nightmares.
I am the forsaken road
upon which only few mortals
dare to creep.
I have danced among the stars,
laughed in the company of the gods,
and comprehended the depths
of man's domain,
yet I fear
I shall never again
grace the lips
of a woman.
I am Amadeus,
the Miserable Prince,
the Patron of Folly,
the Relucant Guest
of the House of Despair.
I am suffocated beneath
the sands of Time,
pressed under
by the foot of Fate.
I stand upon the plains
where the flower soon withers
and the grass is never green.
I am the living prisoner
of Tartarus,
who stands across
the River of Woe,
an everlasting divide
between here and Elysium.
I am the sinking sentinel,
who sits atop the mountain
of eroding hopes.
I am forever falling
into the dark Abyss
where I shall make my bed.
and the liver of nightmares.
I am the forsaken road
upon which only few mortals
dare to creep.
I have danced among the stars,
laughed in the company of the gods,
and comprehended the depths
of man's domain,
yet I fear
I shall never again
grace the lips
of a woman.
I am Amadeus,
the Miserable Prince,
the Patron of Folly,
the Relucant Guest
of the House of Despair.
I am suffocated beneath
the sands of Time,
pressed under
by the foot of Fate.
I stand upon the plains
where the flower soon withers
and the grass is never green.
I am the living prisoner
of Tartarus,
who stands across
the River of Woe,
an everlasting divide
between here and Elysium.
I am the sinking sentinel,
who sits atop the mountain
of eroding hopes.
I am forever falling
into the dark Abyss
where I shall make my bed.
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Amadeus777
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Silently cradled in the arms of death,
Drifting sweetly into Oblivion.
Forever lost in what I do not yet understand...
I climb the rigid tower of hope,
In search of the golden standard.
The roads are slickened by lies,
And my feet barely hold.
Myriads of hands reach out from the mist,
Yet which do I grab?
Set forth for the golden shores!
The lady of fortune dances under pale moonlight.
I take her hand as she takes mine,
And we sink into the floor woven with the nightmares of abandoned orphans...
The blood of ravens drips from the eyes of angels,
As they hang from the clouds above.
A song of bitter ecstasy rings from bosom of the nephilim.
I am distraught yet unbound by the lions jaw,
Though the teeth pierce the heart,
I shall never quiver where the jellyfish play their tune.
Drifting sweetly into Oblivion.
Forever lost in what I do not yet understand...
I climb the rigid tower of hope,
In search of the golden standard.
The roads are slickened by lies,
And my feet barely hold.
Myriads of hands reach out from the mist,
Yet which do I grab?
Set forth for the golden shores!
The lady of fortune dances under pale moonlight.
I take her hand as she takes mine,
And we sink into the floor woven with the nightmares of abandoned orphans...
The blood of ravens drips from the eyes of angels,
As they hang from the clouds above.
A song of bitter ecstasy rings from bosom of the nephilim.
I am distraught yet unbound by the lions jaw,
Though the teeth pierce the heart,
I shall never quiver where the jellyfish play their tune.
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Amadeus777
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Your heart is a mountain that I cannot climb.
A shattered heart upon the ground is all of me you'll find.
Say again those words which once meant so much to me,
Then spit again into my face as you do so readily.
The more I try, the more I hurt.
But the less I try, the farther away you get.
I cannot win this game you continue to play.
And I will stay a loser until my final day.
A shattered heart upon the ground is all of me you'll find.
Say again those words which once meant so much to me,
Then spit again into my face as you do so readily.
The more I try, the more I hurt.
But the less I try, the farther away you get.
I cannot win this game you continue to play.
And I will stay a loser until my final day.
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Amadeus777
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Falling again into the cracks of my mind.
Always forgetting what I was trying to find.
Wondering if I was meant to feel so alone.
Pain and numbness have made me their own.
Swimming in memories of times I wish never were.
Happiness and joy become but another blur.
Trying not to succumb to mortal regret,
And sticking to the knowledge of the better yet.
Time and time and time again,
The darkness becomes everything but a friend.
Satan, O immortal companion I never chose.
Were adversaries meant to be so close?
Always forgetting what I was trying to find.
Wondering if I was meant to feel so alone.
Pain and numbness have made me their own.
Swimming in memories of times I wish never were.
Happiness and joy become but another blur.
Trying not to succumb to mortal regret,
And sticking to the knowledge of the better yet.
Time and time and time again,
The darkness becomes everything but a friend.
Satan, O immortal companion I never chose.
Were adversaries meant to be so close?
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Amadeus777
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I wander through the unknown.
Each step in the shadow of what's to come.
So much I have grown,
And yet so much remains undone.
The sun is shining brightly,
Yet the fury of it's rays,
Seems not to penetrate this heart.
My soul remains unphased.
I travel over mountains high,
And into valleys dark and sodden.
I still much prefer the obscure paths,
Where few mortals have trodden.
Those who surround me,
Are only pillars of decadence.
So full of hate and selfishness,
Seeing me in their own prepense.
Each step in the shadow of what's to come.
So much I have grown,
And yet so much remains undone.
The sun is shining brightly,
Yet the fury of it's rays,
Seems not to penetrate this heart.
My soul remains unphased.
I travel over mountains high,
And into valleys dark and sodden.
I still much prefer the obscure paths,
Where few mortals have trodden.
Those who surround me,
Are only pillars of decadence.
So full of hate and selfishness,
Seeing me in their own prepense.
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