Songs of the Soul

The Delusion and the Reality of a Dream

The Delusion and the Reality of a Dream 

Proud whispers echo in my sleep-like state 

Heartfelt cries trumpet through the dark 

An epic sadness blankets the air 

A serene madness fills my mind 

A proclamation of strangeness  

And a senseless prayer 

The heart speaks in tongues 

In a language of its own  

Neither Heaven nor Hell knows what it says  

Damaged words scribbled  

On the translucent walls 

Poetry does nothing to describe 

What delusion is this? 

What nameless fate awaits me? 

This charmed fog of dreams  

And woven web of lies 

The black thickens 

And the blue darkens 

But it's all right 

The edge is near  

but the fall will free me 

No light of salvation shines ahead 

No song of hope is heard 

No space among the clouds for me 

Here in this swirling haze 

Of fantastical colors  

And the incomprehensible chorus of doomed angels 

I am content 

It pours from their mouths like venom 

And slithers through the godforsaken air like a snake 

The words of the damned 

And the verse of the forgotten 

Condemned by a blessing 

Doomed by a prayer 

This bizarre wonderland 

This abberebt dream 

What good can come of this? 

What lives will be saved? 

The sacrifice of the blackened 

The cries of the twisted 

The heart's speeches are morphed 

It's erratic voice pleading to the people 

In words none can understand  

My eyes bleed and my breath is shallow 

My ears scream and my fingers are numb 

My mind storms in chaos 

My feet wonder hopelessly 

Ghosts haunt the horizon 

Of an empty soul 

My spirit is at rest  

In this torn paradise  

The devil may dwell in the crevices of my mind 

But angels guard my heart from failing.  

To understand but one word  

What I would give 

Strange silence is heard 

Growing louder in the gray smoke 

The moonlight seems eery  

In this dreamland 

The discovery of a lifetime  

And the edict of the century 

Nobody knows and nobody cries 

Behind the mask the demon will hide 

Hidden as well is the angel that whispers 

Reality is not as real as this dream 

Nor is there anything as false 

The mystery and the question  

All that lingers and all that hides 

Where is the end and where does this begin 

Darkness and light are all the same 

There is truth to the lies 

And lies to the truth 

Twisted beyond saving 

The point of no return 

The screams of the phantoms 

And the cries of the living 

They are both the same 

Past tears and past sadness  

This eternal fate and forever insanity  

The path stays true  

And the future false 

The dark clouds hang low 

And the thunder roars loudly 

My stance is firm 

My mind made up 

There is no going back 

And no hope for me 

Somehow I can still smile and laugh 

Though the heart remains a foreign beast 

The mask is whole  

The facade broken 

Tell me, heart 

Though its all lies 

I crave the song of honeyed deceit 

The choir of the safe 

Here in my own little hell 

I am in heaven 

An outlandish but sweet sorrow  

A dark and lonely existence  

A misguided happiness  

And a hollow doom 

This is where I shall stay 

And where I shall leave

This is the Delusion and Reality of a Dream

G.R. 2013