He surrendered graveside
To his lover's silent eyes
And he fell into an astral sleep--
These hearts are entwined
Between the river and the pine.
The mist crawls amidst their shadows
Dancing in celestial dream.
The ghastly lantern reflected in her eyes
As if some tragedy has bequeathed the morning rise
With lithe fire made of grief and cedar...
For purpose of drowning the darkened summer.
The heavens never seemed so close
As when my soul silently departed
And left ablaze my withering heart
To bare alone the naked course.
She was the star within my nightmares
To which I found peace and dream;
That guided the way for my wavoring phantom
Through the mire 'till my sight be relieved.
He surrendered graveside
To his lover's silent eyes
And he fell into an astral sleep--
These hearts are entwined
Between the river and the pine.
The mist crawls amidst their shadows
Dancing in celestial dream.
The funeral mass whispered a cruel spring
With nightfall breaking vessels upon my sea
And for mourning to drain into the winter stream...
The moonlight surrendered to the dawn
With her abandoned pyre still denying the rain;
And he still asleep beside her
Embracing her silently ...
There was no solace to be found.
No divine to bring her back to life.
Just death amidst the willows and fire,
Summoning his fragile ghost to never return to life.
And as the noose gently caressed his silhouette
Final images of winter lapsed his mind never to regret...
(Interlude)
My eyes return to the Earth
But I am no longer blind.
The cruelty of winter shattered in the night
As I looked to heaven's gaze amidst the morning flight.
Breath whispers in my celestial dream
Of the Summerland to which I wake.
For in finale my arms are entwined...
With her this dreamless summer's night.
Author notes
Massively inspired by Cradle of Filths lyrics. Predominately by the songs "Her Ghost in the Fog" and "Suicide and Other Comforts." I intend to make this into a song, if I can get my lazy ass to compose it. I have, however, composed the introduction which can be found here:
http://profile.ultimate-guitar.com/Ulalume/
...until I get around to composing the rest.
It would take a while to explain the concept of the imagery, but in general there are two basic premises going on. The first one is directly physical. A woman dies and her lover mourns (and likewise, kills himself to relieve the suffering and to maybe find peace again). It is somewhat difficult to pick it up, but as a story she was also raped and murdered (which makes it more of a traumatizing experience still). There is also a "spiritual" experience occuring, generally worded as a "dream." Throughout the lyric a dream is a physical, spiritual experience. By the end when both are dead (yet in another plain of existance known as Summerland), the man experiences dreamlessness. In this sense, all of the physical realm was shut off and he no longer must dream, even with her, of the reality of beauty and love and suffering. It is beyond real.
It is hard to manifest the idea into words, but thats about all I can do.
(Option 6)
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Wow. Very discriptive words, very dark concept.
''And as the noose gently caressed his silhouette
Final images of winter lapsed his mind never to regret...''
Those lines caught me so much, on an emotional level. You're on the finalists list.
Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest.
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