Elysium for the Brave

In the tumult of youth I forgot about your promise Of our tryst My love for live overflowed In the death of your splendor And now as I make haste Towards my own death My pride breaks Under its own weight The clamor of truth Beats steadily in my breas

The key to this place Is a cold you know The real dispelled Into the world you know Doubt, tasted, you fall in Down you sink Into her deep devour She's still the key holder And through this portal She courts you now Endowed with will And a course you

Waiting for the rain For the skies lamenting All around silence Has its roots sunk deep My longing lingers My tresses twist But in my isolation All truth is empty Waiting by the wayside Of an endless reverie Where all the things I run from Are sure e