Blood Lines Lyrics

I was torn amidst divergent realities
where blood lines and heart spells battled.
My father holding me between his inheritance
and the passion my being gladly cared.

Sleep shed its fragrance far from my bedroom,
thoughts of ruin sealed my fragile light,
yet a new day proved a will to glisten,
for dreams and secrecies are a fool’s urge to fight.

What heart desires should never be chained,
for distress is a stain that spirit can glare.
Many times we are proud and brave
but find sadness engulfing what hope flared.

The memories of fond liberty are bleached
when dreadfulness maims what smile adorned.
Cursed! My beauty, ragged in reddish wounds,
damned by a razor sharpened scorn.

I held her dead body, distressed, lamenting
our perfect joy that no fire saved.
Mangled by the knowing that she was far,
agony being a companion of Devil’s obscene game.

(In tears I fled…)