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When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end The goddess descends from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting, Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky Ripples form on the water's surface The wandering soul knows no rest Three friends go into battle. One is captured One flies away The one that is left becomes a hero, Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul Pride is lost Wings stripped away, the end is nigh There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds, My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow No matter where the winds may blow My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber, My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left the bow of the goddess My friend, your desire Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess Legend shall speak Of sacrifice at world's end The wind sails over the water's surface Quietly, but surely Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the sands, the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice.

Monday tomorrow. Why is life so cruel? :c

Interesting discovery of today: The "Chuck Cunningham Syndrome" When a character is removed completely from a product without any given explanation and all the rest of characters act as if he/she/it never even existed. Not even an ex is that cruel.

What a cruel game. The 90´s. Why did they let me live those years if they were meant to be taken away from me?. it´s not around "youth" where the nostalgia resides in. If they give me the chance to go back but with more years than the age I have right now...I´d go without a second thought. I´d not even mind being an 80 years old lady living "there" again if that´s their final offer.

Women are pathologically dishonest, and what they call honesty is just a cruel exaggeration to make them look better; thus, dishonest once again.

Vampyrouss - "Jagged Pieces" (2019) Lyrics: With moonlight as the only guide We wander side by side The silence growing deafening I dare not catch your eye The bluish hues surround us Casting shadows on our shame To mask our true expressions… Our journey has led us this far Into the murky dark unknown Casting out the doubts, we hide Together, never more alone Despite our best intentions Every effort remains in vain All the trampled, jagged pieces Can never fit back together again Time rolls ever on regardless of The shards left in our open wounds Winding on through all the noise And the silent ones gone far too soon Memories left, fading away A cruel mockery this mortal game So claim a draw whilst it’s there to breathe Then bury the regrets with the rest of me But until that day dawns it’s final rays We will close that tome on an empty page With moonlight as the only guide We wander side by side The silence growing deafening I dare not catch your eye The bluish hues surround us Casting shadows on our shame To mask our true expressions: Empty, shallow, grave We continue upon this path The far less travelled road Passing by the warning signs, still blind To the destination unknown In spite of our best efforts The outcome remains the same All the fractured, jagged pieces Left in the wake of our mistakes... So little left, traded away For a handful of scars, ancient runes Yet we still convince ourselves in the dead of the night All the lies that we wish would come true The brooding moonlight’s soothing light A spotlight on the scene Of the long dark night of the soulless Succumbing to the need The prose tinted glasses shattered Revealing the endgame Expressionless we walk away Empty, shallow, grave Every dead end diverted Still the sequence remains unbreached Passing by our past mistakes and ties All our vanquished hopes and dreams… Despite our best intentions Every effort remains in vain All the trampled, jagged pieces Can never fit back together again In spite of our best efforts The outcome remains the same All the fractured, jagged pieces Left in the wake of our mistakes... Lyrics & Music by Kazraine Maars. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ln_nJvKHHzQ

Vampyrouss - "All Roads Lead To You" [Barely (A)Live Rehearsal] Lyrics: The burden of days and the sprawling nights In the silence of solitude there is no place to hide From the past and its sins, the reflections within The ravaging tides of time leave me gnarled, indistinct The tolling bells of years gone by Echo in the distance every chime A shrill reminder of those once dulcet tones Such goodness wrenched away from these fragile bones But how the beaten organ can still sputter a pulse For those moments in the sun, the thrill of the hunt Oh spare me from nostalgia and her accursed front Which may rend me man again for a taste of this spell that is spun Around the cobwebbed coves of the darkest side Midst the dank dungeon dregs of a derelict mind Which sheathe my feats from the driving gale Make swift my end like those I once assailed Prey, we come closer with every breath Brought slowly back together by encroaching death The lurker in the shadows, sole victor of this game Set in motion by vengeance now recalled as shame The scapegoat still bleats I grind my jagged hooves Head hung low, drunk with power, bemused A mere pawn led to march in this terrible war Revenge a crueller mistress than ever accredited for... This hall of shame bears down on me As it crumbles from the inside out I can barely breathe It all begins to tumble down The edges blur And then the pain subsides I succumb to a sedated numbness Until the next time I choose to close my weary eyes The arrows turned, the swords repel I throw the flag And set sail for the end In flames I swear this sinking ship Will be dashed to the depths And never found Torture artist not my chosen nom de plume But this sordid desolation of my creation Holds to this unspeakable truth There is no place to flee, no haven There are no more roads to roam When all the paths inevitably Still lead back to You The musings of a madman on the edge Still reeling from the feeding of the basest needs My curse, this lover's pledge And so it ends, this embittered tale All the dragons slain, the piper paid Now doomed I walk alone On this scorched earth… Lyrics by Kazraine Maars. Music by Azrael Gexen. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L5vK9sWKgi4

☯️ Nightshade ☯️ After dusk, my body followed your eyes Unsparing look, something cruel inside With a single move, hands groped all about Slightly sliding down, your claws stuck in my skin Fertile nightshade, prey to cruel ruthless grips I could sense your anger - burning me out Cathartic flame of hunger - making you growl Fear and joy merged together - fusing our sounds May you, my alpha loather, always put me down.