Vague Bound

By: MadPoet Yet Another Dance I walked inside the hall once more. There seemed to be something very different about it. I couldn't really put my finger on it. The texture on the marble floor perhaps. Or the six large alabaster columns. I seem to remember them different. Was this place brighter before? The colours more vibrant? It's hard to recall now. Then I saw it. On her throne, there sat an impostor. A hundred yards, there was, between us. But even from the distance I knew that it was not Alice. Clad in turquoise and pink this stranger hummed a soft lullaby. And even stranger was the fact that the closer I came to her, the softer her voice grew. I couldn't really make out her face. She was looking down. I think there was something in her hand. I can't be sure. Things were hazy in there. It's always been like that. I walked up the steps and demanded to know who she was. After all, this is the throne of my beloved. How dare she desecrate ...

Another night Another fight There's blood dripping from the sky A soul will fly A body dies And the blood will soon be dry Burn away, burn away Burn away my soul And love will lie All hell arise Burn away, burn away

I can hear , I hear your voice now certainly . You have made the choice over me. Like breaking waves , Like breaking waves caressing the shore . You take me floating out to the sea . I'll fly , I'll dive into the sun . and I'll call your name fore I'm done . So please, so please, set me free. The morning rain dripping down from my roof . I'm drenched in blue , drenched in blue. Your light shining so bright on my soul . I'm through to you, almost through.

Certainly I am not mad The madness is only but subsiding Madness aptly named "life" Which flies by the hour In delirium and delusions For when passion extinguished Shimmers down to ashes dead Then shall the soul taste rest Return to origin and nest To be stirred to life once again