Atoned For Cries

I feel greed, ungracious oath through current flows, through solitude your stroke my cheek, this weird voice a misty night where my lute cries This distant sounds they flee from me conceal my dread, black nebula I may observe the pouring rain perpetual wind they groan... Irresolute they blow asleep the curse the torch-lights scare they bring along the roaring chimes timidity sneers in your face Extinguish the submissive light shining through the exit of obscurity I light the frozen fervor with my breath nourishing the ancient fire shettered in the lonely, tepid sphere precipice into affliction I'm walking through invisible gates taking up the burden of ferocity the twilight atones for cries warm sunbeams take refuge I roam through the meadow I search the execrable dawn I revere the fearsome side crown of thorns adorn my soul Words we sow and cries we reap cold will bloom, but will it pass...