Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Poems, poems...A small collection of them ❯ Coryphee ( Chapter 9 )

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Coryphee
 
 
 
The copestone of your asinine dreams shatters into shards
The Aegis of you sick, perverted avarice
A broken weir in the path to your heart
Now there's nothing to hide your malice
 
A requiem plays as my dead coryphées dance on the stage
My dear nostalgic wraiths
Convivial in their death as they dance to and fro
To the melodies of dread as they submit their souls
To me…
 
The gilded heart of a lapis-lazuli sky glides afar in time
My dead lover will no longer chain me to this misery
Their lives, all mine, dance to the tune of her screams and sighs
Destiny, I know, has more in store for me than you
 
The Samhain winds shall roar beneath my wings as I soar
To the ends of the world
The incandescent decadence lights the shores of those gothic whores
With my dark wings unfurled
The gilded cups of deathly love
We shall fill with wine of the Gods black blood
 
A serenade of death will play to the choreography of my coryphées
My deadly nightshades
Forlorn in their sadness of a sick perverted Hell
Dancing out their song of darkness in my great charnel
`Neath my wings
`Neath my wings
 
(Kyrie Eleison)
They chant to me a precious dream
`Neath my dark wings of divinity
(Kyrie Eleison)
 
Coryphées---my dear death
Coryphées---sorrowful lovers
Coryphées---my coryphées
 
The serpentine locks of their blood red hair (So ghastly)
The darkness in their crimson eyes (So beautiful)
Sorrow holding them in this weir (So lovely)
And the way they offer their lives (To me)
 
Let their wings of darkness dry the tears you cannot cry
Let them shield you from the sunlight with their wings
Stitched of lies
 
Embrace their fear (And share your sadness)
Keep them near (Forever in darkness)
Drunk on their tears (Let them grant your every wish)
 
My sick perverted wraiths
My lovely taste of death
Decadent death beauties---my fays
Chained in bondage to my dread
My coryphées
 
My Coryphées…