"Майк Науменко. Dark Lyrics (англ.)" - читать интересную книгу автораOf stars that praise Blackwinged in Luciferian romance
This hour, while the Darkness lay upon the leams This time, when from the mist and mystery Dead Poetry begins... And suddenly the writings, scratched by paly hands, Give birth to insane wonders and shadowed cloudlands... They always were so lonely, so eerie gloomy grim, They thoughts for squalid mortals were aye so dark and dim But They were Gods of Poetry, which now has grown so mean and poor, For They all lay neglected in their forgotten tombs Ye, Nympholept Emperors of worlds so far beyond In graveyards They're hiding from rays of hateful sun But when the Moon is on the rise and elves play their flutes They walk into the forests, They gather in the woods... Spectral figures covened amidst oaken grove And something terryfing around these places roves Ghosts scream out in pleasure and Things-Go-Bump-At-Night Crawls from benighted meadows charmed by sounding rhymes Dead Poets assembled in calmness, but soon the song will tune Hark! Whom they're enticing? Mayharp me or mayharp you? And jesus weeping bitterly - another soul is lost, Tonight young and proud poet join the Satan's Host... Inhuman shrilling voices and Past is reinvoked: "...Silent sombre memories from Empires which fell Fairy elven serenades and symphonies from Hell Eulogies to Sylvan Realm, that always lured us so And embers of unhuman races baned by jewish god Harking back to ancient times, when the sun was dead Still hungering for the stellar winters And christian blood to shed..." Cruel alpenglow is burning the faces of ancient mounts And hateful sun is walking upon the heavenly vault Pale Gods of Night is lurking in their montane castles And christian herd is crawling towards thier feeble temples Again abstinthaily crying Luna dies on azure bed, She moans her lost beloved Lucifer and all the Poet's deaths... Yet afresh... The dusk shall asend... And in the dead of the Night... ==== |
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