“Shards of
Reflection” –Vampire Compilation
Death
falls like a thousand teardrops
Each
colder than the one before
A
symphony of pain and sorrow
Blessed
by the bleeding of time
A
strange bird, white eyes black
Stares
at his distorted reflection
Blue
feathers in the dirty puddle
The
gateway to a better place
Three
doors, left to right
Blue,
red, black and gray
Gray
for the walls and floors
Gray
for the color of the world
Another
archway leading nowhere
Crumbled
beauty from the past
Defaced
long ago by hands unseen
The
ever-present hands of time
Hushed
whispers in the corridor
Hollow
hallway by candlelight
A
place haunted by faded memories
No
rest for fear to be forgotten
Staring
flatly, eyes like a doll
Her
skin cracked and peeling
By
the dust and tears of paint
The
portrait sits alone on the wall
One
scream, short and loud
True
voice of pain and anger
The
slow creeping of madness
That
falls upon despair
A
simple no in the back of your head
A hint of doubt that you can’t shake
A
creeping impression of disaccord
The
voice of reason guiding you
I
am love. I am lover
I
am stone. I am stoned
I
am pain. I am painful
I
am happy…
Find
me, I am here
In
these walls I feel no fear
To
my land I am condemned
But in this place, I am command.
See
me for what I am
A
beast trapped in this body
The
eyes of a young man
With
a taste for pain
I
took you here to see you cry
To
make you bleed, to see you die
In
my arms, as if you were my lover
For
in truth, I love no other.
Smile
at me, so I can see the moon
With
your tears you’ll make the stars
And
your kiss will be the sun
Your
body contains my universe