Monday, February 7, 2011

Schizophrenia



[Jack says]

Filled to the brim is this goblet of my tears,
As I moan in silence in the worst of my fears…
Devoid of strength, blessed with pain,
My shadow gazes at me in utter disdain…

Unfazed by the jeopardy, unaware of threats,
To search for you, I follow the echoes of your breath…
In a pursuit to perceive your deep unfathomable love,
Swim through the oceans below, fly through the skies above…

Cursed they say I am, my devotion is a sin,
Deprived of abode, reverie is where I live in...
Lost my senses and my pride, your sprit has robbed my sanity,
I embrace the fantasy by my side, and abscond from the bitter reality…

Oh Amber my love!
I crave for your presence in this hour…
Don’t forsake me,
They’ll sing the elegy of our emotions in the dark…

Oh Amber my love!!
I crave for your presence in this unholy hour…
I crave for your presence in this unholy hour…
I crave for your presence in this unholy hour…


[Amber says]

Hold my hand and heal your heart,
Restore your broken pride…
Suspend the sand and stop the time,
Let this ardor rise…

Feel my breath and breathe my scent,
Give life to your fading hope…
Let the crimson light touch our souls,
The shadows of our affection will grow….

Let us burn to the ashes in love,
And fly like the embers in the sky…
And fly like the embers in the sky…
And fly like the embers in the sky…