In a boat sailing upon the reddest dawns
like a dead tenants flowers withered and gone
beast in the moat, dwelling upon bitter bones
shivers of swords, the quivers of bows
reminiscing of a dream i had, the other day
the day before that, willing pilgrim that's lost his way
riches of misters with no cost to pay
but their hearts at the stake, redefine property
just seems i can't cea se my mind properly
gleam that breathes life to the rock beneath
breathing fierce, seeing fear, but not her relative
warlocks and thieves, robots and sheep
see my star in the evening air, but no sailor ship
to reach her touch, just living for the hell of it
keeping the cellar lit, not turning the page
watching pale to death the bird in the cage

spells of horrors, hell as we know it
falling angels, devils rising in chorus
tales of locusts, melancholy forests
dark specters residing before us
aftermath of honoring the dark
dark ashes of wandering stars
into waves of somber winds we depart
as dark ashes of wandering stars

a lost soul dreading upon soft soils
finds no love loyal, by higher ups foiled
when the rain doesn't fall, who could you call equal?
as you find under the dirt, the root of all evil
but he sits in whatever shade given to him
stays in place through the days dimming to end
the withering stem in his thoughtful hours
the colossal tower over the slothful flower
and so it is, the story of odious needs
the resting our ease to the copious weeds
a greed that the flourish of water won't feed
the flower taught the atoned breeze of autumn eve
and lost in sea of still level they reflect
till the shrivel of every chilled pedal is at rest
so i can live on my feet or cower the tall
staring upon poets and florets the flowers of fall

spells of horrors, hell as we know it
falling angels, devils rising in chorus
tales of locusts, melancholy forests
dark specters residing before us
aftermath of honoring the dark
dark ashes of wandering stars
into waves of somber winds we depart
as dark ashes of wandering stars