06. The Blue Lotus ("Songs Of Darkness, Words Of Light", 2004)
Under the darkened ancient oak Gentle in the nights breeze I stop and stare, rest a while With hands upon my knees Through jaded leaves, bush and scrub I spy my journeys end Black it looms, silent gloom The castle called Avend On I trot, past forest eyes Past horrors of the night Through the dark I see a sign A gentle glowing light
Upon reaching the castle I ascend the ivy Towards the window My heart pounds my breath is rushed As I fight both brick and branch The ledge is mine and over I sweep Silent like the snow Quiet I slip across the floor Tonight I'll dine with chance
Old poems and stories gone A beauty of unimaginable lust Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won Skin like milk, an angels face They say her smile could kill Her hair the blackest of all black Stories I thought though still
So there she lay sleeping upon the bed Her breast I see, moves with her dreams A sight I will always recall A single candle that showed me the way
Closer I creep, toward my prize The Blue Lotus lies before me Her lips are full, red as blood Moist as they invite me Stoop I did to kiss those lips In that glowing room When suddenly she did awake, Her eyes filled with doom From silks her hands were round my neck Escape there was no hope A brief flash of teeth is all I saw And gone was my throat Her blood lust deep, she swallowed me Red was all I saw She drank her fill and watched me fall Gently to the floor
A league away my death is found By locals who tens this land Who lay me down in shallow earth A single Lotus placed in my hand