The Scarlet Tapestry

Your eyes shall burn the passion cry As black clouds call the fire's kiss For the smoke shall dance the sweet muse tears And lay you down (in sorrow) As I cry the everstill dream

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

I have lost all on fields of black remorse As scarlet tears drowned thy will and thy hope Fading with the sun were thy precious dreams Yet still her sweet face was with thee as I died She is the raven that kisses the wind And echoes the fears of man She is a vision of subtle melody Soft black lace graced her skin Pale as the ivory night moon Morose and beauty over me Consuming all... The winds carried a mist of red death, over dead crowned hills (dead crowned hils) As the rain quelled the burning fields, now drowned in blood (drowned in blood) The trumpets of man's war rose silently from far distant woods As a pall reflection of melancholy, in the wrath of this deceit Clouds of ashen gray dew drown the sorrows of their lives The end of all days is here, and time must now fall away Yet thy eyes went to her grace, and drowned in her beauty I devoured her elegant warmth and caress, delicate in it's endless care Yet thy heart went with her blood that day, an eternal part of her This raven took from thee thy life, and gave to thee an undying lust As the sun gently drifted beyond hills stained with red (stained with red) I arose to a world of scarlet hued tears, frozen in filth (frozen in filth) There upon the scarred earth, I gazed forever into their lifeless eyes Downcast hollowed shadows of man, crying silently in repose Their lives had become one with thee, and their souls I claimed (souls I claimed) I had then been reborn, into a darkness greater than man (greater than man) The eternal scarlet sun has set beyond this land And before thee, the lives of thy people have gone... They're gone... Gone... I must weave this tale of sorrow and despair This tapestry of depression is the story of thy life For sadness is the raven muse of tragedy... Sadness is the raven muse of tragic loss...

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Shall I rest thy heart in your arms To silence the pain, to soothe the sorrow For weary am I, with chains of sadness Bound by love, to tragedy's dark muse Under the moonlight, a black moth fluttered from thy mouth As locust swarm kisses soft, gently caressed thy eyes

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Thy love, I gather the thorns for thee To speak the scars, sad many.... they are They bleed their palms across thy face They are the tears I wish to shed Yet only tears of red shall fall On this night, on your grave The scent of dried flowers, rest upon the palls As night graces rose garlands black For bleak laurels of dead lilies and thorns Hang so silently still upon walls draped in ornate death Wailing in sighs deep and forlorn In mourning I wish only to corrupt the silence Cold marble reflections of dreams lucid in sorrow A vision of beauty that forever sleeps I am the one who regrets Her loss, her love, the wasted years For time withers away her ghost And I live only to collect her tears To lament the memory of her laugh For her breath is still held close to thee Yet she sleeps so still in thy arms Yet thy kiss falls harsh on her lips I am nothing, yet I am I am everything, yet still, I yearn (I am nothing, yet I am I am everything, yet still, I yearn) Let these bleak thorn laurels honor the vast sorrow I have endured The sad cypress sings, of black star lit nights Caressed by the crescent moon's blood red hue Let the petals fall, upon this sullen path For nature's sweet kiss, knows your song of tragedy

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

The snow drifted down, upon long barren hills Painting the frozen land, an ethereal white Among the graves, we danced slowly in the night As fruitless trees swayed, in the burning cold wind Like the diamonds hidden, along the earth that day She was nothing more than a shade, a delicate shadow I kissed her scarlet lips, as if for the first time I drank deep, her essence, warm and inviting I gazed, forever, into her dark eyes And I caressed, caressed her beautiful pale face In the dark stillness, she rested in thy loving arms Though I, wisher for her, to stay, I knew the dawn was waiting For us, the sun arrives without welcome The sun arrives without welcome I have seen the glory of the gray dawn Awash in the black tears, as the snow drifts down These winter days of cold, are the misery I die upon For I have known the lovelorn life, of which I wear That broken crown of scorn, and mockery I have known truth in hate Love wears thin our pride, and bitter is the taste Of life and death, we dance, for our souls to find For time consumes the hearts of man And beckons the call of death's sweet kiss The days are soon departed As loved ones, long ago There is no joy in the sadness There is no joy in the sadness There is no joy in the sadness There is no joy in the sadness I had seen the sad farewell, in her black eyes Yet I held her closer still, under the scarlet moonlight I had seen the sad farewell, through the gray clouds afar As they stole away the night, and our exquisite sorrow In that eternal silent moment, I knew the death of dreams As she fell from thy arms, I had seen the end of all hope I have lost all I have lost all I have lost all I have lost all

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

All fades from me I grasp at nothing All is dead and gone Cobwebs cover me My heart's so empty Take away the pain Darkness covers me I lie here wondering Why am I so alone No voice calls for me I stare into nothing My heart's so black and cold As darkness covers me I lie here knowing Why I'm so alone

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

In the day, in the night To all, to each thy sadness For thy words, for thy pain Shall speak for all time For snakes of silver throat lie in wait for thee As I sing a death hushed dirge of suffering, shining gray On dew kissed mourning grounds I burn the candles black For the sun shall rise and light this poppied field And all thy weeping words will flee from thee For all the sorrow I have known, Shall bleed in silence And as she sways thee softly in time I see that I am nothing, but broken shards of emptiness All I've known, All I've touched Shall wither in her raven arms All I've known, All I've loved Shall perish in the embrace Yet know I'm dying, dying, dying for....thee For life is tragedy in remembrance

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

O' Death come close thy eyes, and grant thee your kiss Your sweet embrace, is the bitter warmth I seek O' Death come close thy hands, O'er this lifeless flower Let the petals fall, upon memories now adorned I shall lay her down, upon the shores of our love Awash in the pale light, of the night's sky The winds that carried her laugh, and stole away her cries Shall be with thee, that morning, that eternal dawn The beauty was hers, to enjoy, yet not to give away Like winter's sad dance, upon the rose's scant life With frost brushed tears, upon thy blood stained hands I saw her soul drift away, never to hold again I shall never forgive the gods, for the misery, they gave her to thee For the pain of her death, has destroyed the joy of life and love I shall never again behold her grace, nor her divinity upon thy eyes Like grains of black sand, falling through thy desperate grasp I have mourned her grievous loss, draped in a gray veil of deceit Distant memories entwine, thy hatred for the loneliness of life I would give this dark gift away, for one more moment in her arms I would cast away this sullen husk, to kiss her lips once more, once more... I yearn to feel the sun's warmth, once again upon thy face I begat this daystar, to steal away these piercing days Only in the rapture of the sun, shall I find thy happiness The years wear thin the pride, and there is no more joy to find in life The poppied sleep, is what I dream of, these last hours In meadows of ebony flowers, swaying in the wind Life is there, in the raven... sky Bliss is found, in the rolling clouds, that mock thee (for they are free) Bliss is found, in the starlight, that beckons thee (for life shines no more) There is no fear, only adoration Your rivers, and your streams have grown To fill the seas with mournful tears Of thy heart, and thy pain, shall rain down To fill the seas once more Your gown, and your crest of black Is the tempest of which I seek Bestow to thee, the eyes to see The glory of the days first dawn Thy ancient passion, breeds the fear, you lust in man I have become, unto thee, what no man may dare The fruit is wine, yet it is... poison The bough's are many, yet they are weak and brittle They are delicate ashes, waiting for a gentle wind The wine is mud, and the dreams are dead Your rivers, and your streams have grown To fill the oceans deep with blood Of thy breast, doth scarlet rains drown To fill the oceans once more Grief is lost, to these memories, I have adorned Ornate decorations of life, forgotten, in the march of time They shall perish, with the sun... fading, fading For this, I shall not fear you, when your hallowed gaze is cast I await our dance, in the twilight with each lifeless breath Erotic and passionate death, absolve thee O' Death, come close thy eyes, and steal away the night The flower has died, and crumbled into dust O' Death, come close thy hands, in this empty void The blood has dried, and the passion has gone I shall follow the night's descent, beyond the mountains glare And await the day's arrival, slowly finding thee To admire the beauty of the dawn, is to greet the eternal sleep Yet with open arms, I concede this loss, yet gain Farewell to life, and love, and farewell to the pain Sorrow will not find thee again, I am beyond its' call The mourning's calm is upon thee, the caress is warm like lust There is no pain in the burning, yet I know death is here

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Thy love, the sun, the roses yet bloom Marble clouds, pastures pure, autumn's sweet breath Yet stars shine, black mud tears, forever still For ashes fall as snow, thy love.... like sadness "Remember also, O' Lord, thy servant, Mary Karras... Who has gone before us, with the sign of faith, and sleeps the sleep of peace..." Reflect not, the sullen face of thee Upon the windows glare Of a weary and ancient breathless warmth Cascading down, frost and tears Beyond the clouded glass A fire glowed through the ice, and bright Kissed the mortals crest Bearing the naked sorrow Of a grandiose, yet mournful room Scarlet embers danced, only to die To shine so briefly, upon sadness Lifting the glow of shadows Upon the silent, and beautiful mourners Clad in black There, an old man rested, everstill Upon a deathbed, draped in rose laurels The thorns, torn from the stems The pedals caressing the gray floor Shards of light glimmered The bronze quartz laid upon his closed eyes For a picture beneath the lace veil, into her dark eyes, but once There above the scene, in a cloud of despair He gazed deeply, and forlorn Into the story, of their life

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025