Merge.

 

Title artwork by Irene Langholm

 

An L.H. Grey/Richard Charles Stevens Dark Fusion

 

Suggested Audio

Massive Attack Angel

 

 

What do you see
Behind the eyes

 

Is it darkness or light

 

Do they betray
Do they give me away

 

Is there truth to every word they relay

 

Am I
Crystalline

 

Can you see right through me
Can you see light
Truly

 

 

Doth I bid to deceive
Is that what you perceive

 

Icy cold to the touch
I’m a fortress of such

 

Standing tall on my knees
I’m the chill in the trees

 

I’m the cold light of day
Have and hold right of way

 

I’m the mist in the air
with a twist of despair

 

Been imprisoned within
and this isnt my sin

 

Didn’t earn my life sentence
Haven’t spurned my repentance

 

I have suffered through smiles
Had enough of exile

 

Captive to mine own sorrow
I have begged
I have borrowed

 

Coldest steel has intruded
Boldest will has eluded

 

As my light has been dim
Not so bright when within

 

I rescind not to spite
Have been pinned down with might

 

Lightning strikes clapping thunder
As they tear me asunder

 

All alone in my chamber
Its my home is this chamber

 

There has been visitation
In my fears he is graven

 

Foreigner to my throne
Coroner of my bones

 

he requests my submission
I detest his perdition

 

Or at least that was true
til I learned it was you

 

This Elusive Black Raven
melts the ice to this maiden

 

Beady eye to my soul
Lullaby to console

 

Plumage flecked in grey ash
To my soul cage its latched

 

Ivy veins rush to greet it
Inhumane to defeat it

 

 

As it fights for its
Queen
Would bleed out so she’s seen

 

Offer breath to the last
To the death
Just to pass

 

No longer a sin
if I let this light in

 

Let it surge
Court the urge to tear off this
Pale skin

 

wear with grace my contusions
stand and face disillusion

 

See most clearly such light
Never nearly too bright

 

Its our right to converge
its through light that we
Merge.

 

 

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tothelightyourenowseeing

 

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itwillalwaysbethere

 

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wecanrebootthescene

 

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wearelovewearelight
wearepinpointprecision

 

weareonebutmuchmore
welovehardweadore

 

weliveslowlydiefast
wearefusedtothelast

 

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everymeltedicespire

 

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isamercurypool

 

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weareonewearemerged.

 

 

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An L.H. Grey/Richard Charles Stevens Dark Fusion

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