Assassin / Tales of Brave Ulysses

On earth there are men who take Lives of those who care enough to help What gives you the right To put man's life in your hands You're a cold-blooded killer You must be insane Revolting against the human race Don't give a damn about anyone What gives you the right To put man's life in your hands You're a cold-blooded killer You must be insane Assassin, were you sent from hell To destroy one more chance for peace What gives you the right To put man's life in your hands You're a cold-blooded killer You must be insane Stupid man of hate

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever, But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun. And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids, And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses: How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing, For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips. And you see a girls brown body dancing through the turquoise, And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea. And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body, Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind. The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers, And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter. Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell, And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured By the sirens sweetly singing. The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers, And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 10, 2025