3 July 2012
An old one I'm digging up for #household
I look in the mirror. I see no reflection. No skull-head, no sickle, nothing looks back. The man I remember From yesteryear's picture Is lost in translation, needle in stack. I'd dreams like you once, Passions and prizes, All of you see what you're told to see But if you wipe away All the myths and the stories You shall see me what I truly be. A young man of sorrow, Cut off from the world, Blue eyes empty from crying in vain. So cover the mirror I can't stand it no longer The reflection is altered by fear and by pain. You won't come with me. You beg for longer. Your time is up but you won't leave So cover the mirror, Can't take it no longer In your soft lamentations, won't you think of me.
Death's Lament • Opuss № I