grief not ye lost souls who lost your humanity,
i shall purify your darkest vengeance
do not be lost o humanity that be enslaved in your freedom of life
i will be your only solace
speak to me in your forsaken language of love
so i may destroy and annihilate any of your emotions
sing to me in your enchanted melody
so i may dischord your joy and laughter
i am the holy balancer
i am your brother dear
i am your darkest fear
i am your only lover
my only creation of misery
has proved you to be the lasting adversary
when you stood up to me
and said that you loved me
i am but the holy balancer.
i reverse your sins to love
i nullify your forgiveness to hate
and i turn your regrets to happiness
leave you i should and kill you i would
my sense of time repeats itself
on this everlasting cycle of agony
and my weary soul that has no heartbeat
my wings faded the night to day
and my clamoring voice shall wake the sun
just to hear you cry
when you see my alluring eyes
my eyes, my sinful eyes
my voice, my wretched voice
my face, behind my eternal mask of bliss
my heart, which yearns your darkest kiss
and i am sorry for all that has been lost.
and i am sorry for being created
the holy balancer
of love and hate
- saffira the accursed holy balancer
confessions of a dog soldier
Friday, January 16, 2009
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