Lachrymae Rerum - Iapetus

A precious gift, this mortal heart;

To feel a tear from deep within

To taste a kiss for which must part;

To know the emptiness of sin

Taste once more, pale skin

Memorize every inch

A distant place

Ahead of time

In which all things are revealed

Bound within a pageless spine;

The words erased, the book is sealed

Taste once more, a final breath

Memorize her kiss

Know that this is the last time

Know there is no forever

Take all the time you can

For this has already passed

I remember every moment, as if etched into the world;

Precious gifts too often ignored

I still feel every sensation of flesh, every gentle breath, every quivering lip

bathed in sunset

I still feel the warm sun, dying in the sky

Cradled by the shrouding darkness of the night

I still feel the rays of morning light

Caressing the flesh of all life

A pale wind deceives the innocent and their enlivened dream

A true loves kiss binds the time to freeze in memory

A wretched scowl adorns the faces of unfortunate fates

From lover’s arms torn the dream, weaved and misbelieved

From divinity is bred the sickly, severed mortal fiend

In their image wrought the fatal, final misguided dream

An earthly poison for which there exists no single cure

Now burning in the flames of our destined failure

A mother made divine, a father waiting patiently;

A child’s name decided, hope will be their empathy

Inside the womb we find an unborn fetus, in now a tomb

A prayer for mercy echoes inside an empty vacant room

From desperation is bred a hopeless mortal fiend

And has once again wrought the fatal, final misguided dream

The poison spreads, for there exists no single, silent cure

Destined to drown in the oceans of our failure

In moments of uncertainty

When all seems in vain

Cherish every single misguided dream

The thoughts of feeble minds

The love of a fragile heart

Come so close

But go too far

Time will pass on

With or without us

Cherish all there is

Cherish all we are