April MOON - I.IV.MMXXII
NORTHERN LOVE
I gathered pain and corpses
But hatred still kept my chains
Am I the horned beast, that it feels like?
Am I still submitted to the foolish child?
Who doesn’t want to rot
Frozened and buried
At the foot of my northern wall
So I’m still the keeper of my moribund pride
But I’m still heading north
I’m heading north
I’m heading north
Oracles of terror
Cover my pathetic being
Am I blinded to the truth?
Am I condemned to stare forever
Into those unknown corners of hell?
Too many catastrophes I lived
Because of believing
If only I could cut out all
These empty pale eyes
Nevertheless I step forward through
My forest of gallows
So I’m heading north
I’m heading north
I’m still heading north
I’m heading north
I’ve slaughtered hordes
Of devils and angels
I’ve fed the starving good and evil souls
No matter how far I’ve bore My vitreous heart
Nowhere was redemption
Deeds which chase me through
A maze of distorted perspectives
When death arrived
There will be no difference
Between me and the slaughtered starving soul
Now I banish the clockwork of time
By consciously heading further north
