Lyrics
Read the words I collected for you
Expressing the act of reading collected words for someone.
Sing of drowning in lakes of your eyes
Metaphorically describing the depth of emotion through drowning in the beloved's eyes.
Calliope lightning the Stars above that pine
Referring to Calliope, the Muse of epic poetry, and invoking cosmic imagery.
To you, my beloved concubine
Addressing the beloved as a concubine, expressing a close and intimate relationship.
I gifted poems of brine you were Beatrix
Gifting salty poems to Beatrix, suggesting a connection to pain or sorrow.
Muse of Hellfire spawn of Love
Describing the beloved as a muse with fiery and hellish qualities, born out of love.
"As the winds inflate anger and
Evoking a storm and Pagan imagery, foreseeing a challenging situation or transformation.
The storm is raging on
-Raven wings and Magick Runes
-I foresee your crucible
-Dancing heathen ancient rites at the
-Light of the torches
-Reading Fates into the stones
-I invoke Pagan Forces"
-Leave my ashes to the wind
Expressing a desire to be scattered into oblivion, invoking the "Warden of the Bane."
Scatter my remains into the sea
-Leave them sink into Oblivion and on
-Warden of the Bane
-Art is judgement without any court
Defining art as judgment without a formal court, suggesting a personal and subjective experience.
I was a jester tied at the stake
Describing a past role as a jester and the emotional toll of giving one's heart away.
Giving my heart away until it ached
-"As the winds inflate anger and
Repeating Pagan imagery, emphasizing the connection between the speaker and cosmic forces.
The storm is raging on
-Raven wings and Magick Runes
-I foresee your crucible
-Dancing heathen ancient rites at the
-Light of the torches
-Reading Fates into the stones
-I invoke Pagan Forces"
-Leave my ashes to the wind
Reiterating the desire to be scattered and sunk into oblivion, referencing a throne of apathy.
Scatter my remains into the sea
-Leave them sink into Oblivion and on
-Way before the cost at your throne of apathy
-My poetry has died within my pain
Declaring the death of poetry within pain and refusing to embellish words for the beloved, addressing the "Warden of the Bane."
I will not embroider words for you, again
-Warden of the Bane
-Leave my ashes to the wind
Repeating the theme of scattering ashes, sinking into oblivion, and rejecting poetic embellishments.
Scatter my remains into the sea
-Leave them sink into Oblivion and on
-Way before the cost
-At your throne of apathy
-My poetry has died within my pain
-I will not embroider words for you, again
-Warden of the Bane
Final reference to the "Warden of the Bane," emphasizing the enduring nature of suffering or curse.
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