As The Fear Grows

As the fear grows inside,

Wrapping heart like silky lace

On maiden's dress during midnight dance,

Bearing shiver and awakening lust,

Being guide along dark marble halls

Through the mist surrounded by

Scattered beads of candlelight

Twinkling and fading, air is crying.

Sorrow and pain in it's cry

Are floating like lonely black swans

On the waters reflecting leed(?) of gloomy skies.

Time is coming so fast,

Proclaiming hour for solemn requiem

Of soul that's singing it's grievous song

Of victim to be sacrificed.

The moments left behind

Are reflected by the chambers of

Black castle that exalts

On the mountain of foresaken(?) thoughts.

Like feathers from the wings

Of ravens' horde, foretasting

The massacre's blazing ride,

Speeches of it's dwellers soar around:

"Let one word of yours be a knife in a trembling heart

Of prayer rising towards the falling clouds.

Let each tear you utter now become a lake of blood

Of those who dedicated their existence to being blind.

Let the flow of enchanted strain become your eyes,

Seeing unique heady beauty of obscure

Plains, spreading far and wide beneath the roots of mind

Where Chimaera's gaze breeds nightmares from desires".

As the fear grows insane

Under wings of silent night

Winds are whispering thousand names

Of a multi-faced divine.

Rains of broken mirrors shade

Moonlit carpet weaved by stars

Words of velvet serpent's song

Are awakening from their sleep:

"Feel caress of flaming waves

Coming from the seas of fate

Taste the flesh of sharpened blade,

Hear damnations as a name.

Gate is opened granting pass

To the brink where perception ends

Dive into endless blackened chasm

Spreading soul like wings to fly

Eternally or die!"