The Never - Autumn Tears
Do tell me why my dreams
Speak to me always of never
For I am the never
The ever dreaming senses
Within the windows of mine eyes
The beauty is ever shame
This searing imagery roots within my consciousness
Imagery that which I wish to know of
Yet it's not to know of
They are one in the same
The silence of screaming
Deep within the void of my never
Take away the emptiness oh
The dance echoes its imagery to me
Again and again and again
And again
Our dance
Our dance
Our very last dance
Our very last dance
Taunting me
Taunting me
Taunting delicately
Around the empty carousel
Of what I now wish to be
And what remains of my dreams
Why must I dream of the flourishing fountain
Ever flowing with the blood of all
Whom hath cried out my name
Forget
The dance echoes its imagery to me
Again and again
Again and again
Again and again
Our dance
Our dance
Our very last dance
Our very last dance
Taunting me
Taunting me
Taunting delicately
Around the empty carousel
Of what I now wish to be
And what remains of my dreams
A glimpse of a beautiful painting slips away
Leaving in its place
A canvas of endless black
Yet the illusion remains
Ah ah
Ah ah
Ah ah
Ah ah
Ah ah
Ah ah