Lamentations of Innocents

LOVELY Cool and unfeeling is the look of my eyes, In which slowly dies longing to live. My soul straies into the labyrinth of the hopeless emptiness And burns her glow of extinguish love, And I want tell you only, that source of my pain Are exactly you, which I so love…

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Why I stared fixedly in your eyes only Why I caressed your soft and tender palm of hand? Mockery, this damned laughter thwarted my fate Ah, this damned edge spilt the passion in me But, but killed your love, your love! Ah, how I regret my own deed and beg for forgiveness Eros! My tears flow down rough and dark bark of a tree Which once was beauty and soft body yours Among fingers the twigs I entwine and dream I caress their leaves and touch of you seek in them I fall down in depths In depths, from which isn't return In madness I seek the oblivion I don't want suffer anymore! Throttled sorrow is now my gloomy friend Friend torturing my parchedly longing soul As shadow now I stray over meadow full of asfodels Flowers, which seal up my fatal hopeless Where ends the affliction I ask and look at heavens Already I recollect only And the wreath start to wind

Submitted by MetalElf — Feb 12, 2026

Perhaps the wind itself from old myth sweped the dust away In a sleep of a beauty frigg caused the fear Ah worried, worried is Balde's mother So worried, that even the death takes a pity on him I saw the meadow full of faces Faces full of child's smile Their eyes lived for the joy And the death was only dream But the grief dimmed my eyes by blood And the time blew the horrifying day And I for this beauty Now in recollections mourn only Bitter thorn is the joy of other Innocence of blind eyes of brother Starkles in cruel trap of envy Which like treacherous rose Lacerates the white palm So as under the veil of sweet smell Sees the fright of pain In his eyes And the death like swan's neck Flew toward the end of his life Vindictive, but full of tears Is malice of mother Which by death of dearest Is drowning in agony of grief Crowning by bottomless nostalgia Helplessly seeks in the eyes of death The forgiveness, but it was fated her To be destitute further When the envy wakes up the pain And the innocence is betrothed with baseness Then by sorrow mourns even the death And the life parts with the joy I saw the meadow full of faces Faces full of child's smile Their eyes lived for the joy And the death was only dream But the grief dimmed my eyes by blood And the time blew the horrifying day And I for this beauty Now in recollections mourn only

Submitted by MetalElf — Feb 12, 2026

Tomorrow is chamber of sadness griefing for today When the prophets break so unfeelingly the ray of my luck And I my hand rear to you kissed by pain To forever take down from mute mouth the bitter fruit of my wailing I interweaved by aure of despair I judge that the joy is only punishment for me Only load of other disappointment Which I can't already bear anymore Also sorrow me dresses, dresses me in his tearful clothing On this distressful way, on which is obvious to pity I, on crossway of joy and sadness, my mind search If the pleasure sheer fief is and the kingdom is the sorrow?! I interweaved by aure of despair I judge, that the joy is only punishment for me Only load of other disappointment Which I can't already bear anymore I pressed, in dreams pressed on my heart the gentlest flower And I craved, how vainly craved, when in my soul the grief started to push Oversad, oversad the song pitiless fate didn't stop to sing to me Although the love in my heart abundantly blooms, here isn't why Ah, here isn't why to enjoy!

Submitted by MetalElf — Feb 12, 2026

UNFADING SORROW No voice, no singing, I call at the distance. Only like sad whaleos songs Resound from dark fog mournful The soul lacerating lamentations. Only the silent wind, this one my tears dries up. Only deep silence is music of my heart, Which entwines by roots and thorns of grief Dies hopelessly, slowly and acerbly. In clutches of anxiety flourishes in my soul the grief. The rain of suffering fills up my eyes by paleness. And I deaden by merciful cruelty, I’m condemned the joy to reprobate. My soul and heart now dance In convulsiveInebration From feelings and moods Of this dream. My life is only the shade of sorrow. Is only the pang, the garden of woe and sadness, When the love like shadows in light disappeares, The light of endless darkness and gloomy nightlyvisions.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

As the cold penetrated in my body And I heard the child's crying Then the strange woman I saw And in her arms my soul infatuated the sorrow Ah no, I departed, departed and lost my love In a dream I saw her my dead body to embrace I mourned for her, yes, mourned and hoped That in my new being I would find her perhaps

Submitted by MetalElf — Feb 12, 2026

LUCK OF TEARS Hear my song, which my breast opens me, To my hands can lay my heart into your palms of hand. My love, my love is mournful ship Sinked in the sea, in the sea of my tears. Ah my tears! As rainbow overarch across you her smile Full of sunsolight and smell of sage. Exactly you were stick also in my dream. Now I awake and my eyes full of uncertainly look up To turquoise sky. Grief, grief this is everywhere, everywhere, where you Donot bloom. Adressed by my sadness, I pass all, what when were. My thought flies toward on black wings of tomorrows, Toward tragical end of my martyr part. By mournful hand writing of sadness Stay forever engrave my tears In my recollections On the wall of my wailing. My soul is full of lamentations, But sweet is my suffering. My heart is until to border full of joy, But my luck is of tears. Thorny, ah thorny is my way to your heart And my suffering is full of gashes. About more this, sadden my eyes, when see how your love Dies before, than she was born. Exactly you were stick also in my dream. Now I awake and my eyes full of uncertainty look up To turquoise sky.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

ECHOES OF MY SADNESS Look of my eyes, full of sadness Spread diffusely on affable curves Of your innocent body. My sorrow is waterfall sash topieces About crystal surface of finded luck, Later dresses in blossom of narcissus. I stray to gather fragments of your voice, Echo!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025