Nostradamus – II

A Gothic Romance

A Gothic Romance

Naked I stand
Above the crown of corrupted souls
Reunited by night’s kiss
I drown myself in deepest sorrow
Ready to surrender my soul
Truly, my blood will
Deep in your dark thoughts

Diane

I follow your embrace
To your sweet embers
I fall from filth that is mankind
I fly

Diane

I shall never forget you
Unknown to corrupted minds
Born of velvet darkness
Awaken from pious shrines

And Diane,

Tonight I will drink your blood wine

-Poetbabu

24 Carat Sleep

Eulogy

Lived in a distorted life, a soul i am

Traumatized and tormented, thrown into the damn

Being all aberrant does not help

On the path that i am led

As simple as it was, now i am dead

Lying on my last comfy bed

As intrepid i thought i was, but fear of death is worth after all

Now i can hear my last call

Who knows it angels or reaper

I see the shadows all blurred above

Feeling my soul torn apart, its reaper after all

Entering the realms of hell, the gates open wide

Worshipping the inverted pentagram, bore a fruit of pride

Standing in front of the one

Satan the bilial the lucifer himself

Standing there in front of him i learn

There goes away my life of waif

Seeing his flaming eyes, i gave a happy sigh

He asked me to sit beside him

And i knew that is where my fate lies

Younus Yousuf

Tiamat — Love Is As Good As Soma

Audio: Tiamat – Love Is As Good As Soma
Visuals: Fight Club (1999)

This is a fan video. I do not own any audio or visual rights.

Manmeet Singh Bhatia (Poetbabu)

Can you hear me?

Mother, cant you hear me cry?
I am screaming pain but you don’t hear, why?
Oh father, don’t you see these scars?
I am spreading my arms but you’re always far.

I am slipping away, somewhere very dark.
from the night in your cradled arms to the darkest hollow
The anger, i promise will come out of your eyes.
Tears of rush will follow.

Oh mother have you gone blind?
and father don’t you feel no pain?
I am slipping, don’t let me away.
I am your child till my dying day.

I am falling down, but i do not reach the floor.
I always looked up to you my first friend, didn’t you know?
The fear, can’t you see has faded my smile?
Tears that crush will follow.

You promised me that circus.
Who lost the grip?
You promised i am your precious.
Who walked way?
I promised you never to go far way.
I am slipping.
I am screaming, can you hear me?
I am slipping.

 

– Poetbabu

Oblivion River

With the dying sun and moon, starts the process of shadow sea.

He who bears will witness, his body laid in heavy stone grave.

Behind the veil of sound, earth wept, summer’s light disappear.

His body placed in the boat. Winter and darkness wins.

I will come back. I will come again. When winter’s spirits are weak, I will rise again.

Under the earth, the hidden world resides.

Behind the clouds against the west, the winter and autumn, holding a party.

It is cold and dark in the deep, grow where only shadows.

Where there is darkness creeping, the skin reads horror.

Dead rests in white garments behind the heavy cold stone doors,

but listen to death army you occasionally hear the song.

– Poetbabu