Thyestean Feast - White Widow

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Skins of mask are flayed and torn

Abrasions and scars hide face forlorn

Borrowed sunshine seems profane

Sorrow drains frozen emotions



Pale feathers eluding, soothing

Portraits of grief abjured, slayed

All your memories, platitudes chained

Scorches of grace never heal



Denial of rancor my angel

Calls forth dearth of reason.

Gilded path to mind's eye damnation

Pure white chemical paradise



Through dark colonnades, ruins of feelings

Your kindred pain, perifidous guide












Theatre of mortals, yearn to know

White widow



Dreams that sought graven image

Now they praise the christ of euphoria

Stabbed cygnet with stained wings

White widow



Emotion turmoil, the war in us

Parasite touch brings warmth of lust

Wounds of soul smile crimson within

Light lingers, as the rapture grows dim



Treason in kingdoms of bereaved pathos

Feed the flames!

With bonds of sacred love we burn

Bleed for flames!



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