Reverie / Harlequin Forest

Into the trees

Past meadow grounds

And further away

From my home

Baying behind me

I hear the hounds

Flock's chasin' to find

Me alone

A trail of sickness

Leading to me

If I am haunted

Then you will see

Searchin' the darkness

And emptiness

I'm hidin' away

From the sun

We'll never rest

We'll never be at ease

All my matter's expired

So I run

A trail of sickness

Leading to me

If I am haunted

Then you will see

There falls another

Vapor hands released the blade

Insane regrets at the drop

Instruments of death before me

Lose all to save a little, at your peril it's justified

And dismiss your demons as death becomes a jest

You are the laughing stock, of the absinthe minded

Confessions stuck in your mouth and long gone fevers reappear

Nocturnally helpless and weak in the light

Dependin' on a prayer

Pacing deserted roads to find

A seed of hope

They are

The trees

Rotten pulp inside

And never well

Roots are suckin'

Thievin' from my source

Tired boughs

Reachin' for the light

It is all false pretension

Harlequin forest

Awaiting redemption for a lifetime

As they die alone with no one by their side, are they forgiven?

Stark determination

Poisoning the soul

Unfettered beast inside

(Claiming) Claiming sovereign control

And now the woods are burning

Tearing life crops asunder

Useless blackened remains

Still pyre smoldering