for the rose, for your life

As the hoary cripple looks at me, lies in his eyes, tis what he did mutter -

Walker, you ever walk on, but truth changes and life moves on, aye, so does the world! And your world has moved on, he but titters

Yet, bit by bit, all lies silent now,
the great circuits once bustled with life, now bled to ruin.
Be that these ruins, once held life, once held light (once held in your arms)
Now winding down, now emptied out.
The world's a-moved on, the path's far a-wry (say sorry!)
all now silent in these halls of the dead.

Silent enough, to hear thy own trembled breath
nothing else, save heart's beat (thump thump!)

But deeper down, in the core,
What would have been seen (the rose!)
what held true
Tis the rose! Tis the rose!
It beats for me! It feels for me!
Nor would there be rest, nor neglect
till I see it again, beauty wrap'd upon petals.

Tis but a dim glammer, he titters, of what you hear
when lovers whisper, when sinners hunker.
Tis a sham, tis a glammer! First the smiles, then the lies!

O, Discordia!

So while glow'd it be, dim as thee (Weak as thee!)
the rose calls for attention (It needs your protection!)
Across gulf and narrow corridor, aeons away
Too far to reach, too distant to see
Still the rose weeps (for whom, i say!)
and sigh'd whisper to thee (in no certain terms)

I love thee

(lies!)

(all that you loved, all that you love, titters he,
washed away, washes away!)

Yet dauntless to destiny, (lies, lies, terrible rosy lies!)
Forth to the rose he strove (after the rose comes the darkness of hel)
To the fields of red, (blood of your suffering)
where the great stoneblack tower holds sway (demon inside you like a bottomless well)
To lips parched and broken (nothing is safe everything is a lie)
Once more his voice will sing (lovers don't last no matter how hard they try)

O Discordia!

For the rose, for thy life, I love thee!