Chalice Of Nepenthe

In memoriam O thine poetic beauty Like a waning moon, twilight loses it's misery Brooding darkness in the land of tears Prepare for the festival of melancholia La terre est devenu lumineuse Avec la torche de prometheus Les nymphes nocturnes qui dancent Se sont retirees de leur trone maudits De la matrice de nepenthe Les ames tristes ont bu de la tranquillite L'attraction de la lune a emprisonne Les yeux curieux dans la griffe de la magie Melodious cries of dark idolatries The moan of doves in sorrowful elms Screams swim through cascade of feelings The hidden soul's harmony shapes silence Wilted willow leaf adorns thine coffin A part of autumn's allurement Pangs of deathless remorse were written in the library of tearful author Eyelids of the morn was closed till eternity Breathless night, the mother of morn was putting on by artemis Desires, owner of black garland Pæan o'er her aching lips Remembrance of kiss after death Moloch, thou devil of pain and sadness Put an end tæ the throe of prophecy! Now, charon's ferrying thine soul o'er styx... Rainy clouds like a darkness cover Let thunder's aim to come true Flaming ramparts of my outworn countenance Craven tears are fleeing among the remnants All weeping for my demon-lover...