Tombs of Massachusetts
Once I did dare to face eternity to be free
My life like falling leaves as I walk amongst red trees
Conversations of old in tongue be lost to never sing back to me
Bones of Ivor and over these high scales of seas
To Helios I give thee back that lost flame of your burning sun
I am here to remake the tales of your Fallen one
Find but a God holding on for life to a Celtic cross
Nailed by the forged hammer come forth this justice lost
Serving time denied a smile or his freedom bond
Painting that deity to cut tree you created of totem pole
No tree doth speak to creature or me fields burn of the love you stole
Pain heard as cries of a thousand skies that hold agony upon their soul
Symbiotic polar opposites good will I instilled to those who fall
Prayers you spoke now see your demon breach city walls
Open gates of church doors our tormented siege machines empty Valhalla halls
You take of us the right to live with no cup or open laws
Break what you made to words redefined of blasphemer
None shall survive as all that you kill comes full circles of the Redeemer
Humming Witches kept secrets when weeping to Willows
Crying fire of their burning love to meadows
No tree did truly fall for sin upon the ashes we keep
Forest of scorn no tree reborn ever to hear the ancient oak smile or speak
Elms of Elven circles eleven their retreat of path is revealed
Should but a word be misheard then eyes should conceal
Remember me for what once was free our life in dream
Under moons and Neptune to romance the night we dance with tree
Our fire be the four corners of sea we need not see to believe
Solemn in Salem my lament to circumvent injustice of times that take from the free
Testing ones best should yourself find time to pass
If only one question answered be told but never asked
Monarch of Meridian no smelter for remelting black obsidian
Falling ember give me no heart so feint to remember
My heart to earth of soil in dirt my love rests with my fairies of every December
Still I see them in open eyes of waning lines with fire and song
Distant in time but not of mind I float with thee to dream and beyond
Her Autumn hair be my heart on banner to fly free in wind
Still in air the circles from our stratosphere do I hear that voice as you sing
She be reasons infinite to survive as you sit at the edge of time watching me
I feel those lips to my neck as you whisper what love would mean
