Brightless Paroles

Measured with allowed steps

So is your role as seems (to me)
Undoomed to fail and unrelieved
How will I know... I deny,
I confess, I've denied

"More carrion for vultures" - they said, an atheist becomes dead...

Ne invoces expellere non passis
(Do not call up that you cannot put down...)

What am I feeling when you make me alive in the mo(u)rning
Here
In the crystal caves of falling streams.
within misty shades of falling (fallen) leaves ?

Evolved a plan, to sell blue skies
Corrupted watcher - mine demise (I know what's price)
Idyllic place, huh, you want some more Nevermind yourself, as you don't care at all
"I am weary of men-sized chimeras"

So is your life as it seems to me
Redoomed to fail unrelieved
How will I know

I give you a day as a gift to burn your lies
a night to strike up again
I am your watcher - your demise

Mors principium est
DEATH IS JUST THE BEGINNING.....