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The Disappearance of a Dynasty - The Fall of the Blackbird

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  Let's face it, it was almost legendary How his reign receded like the burning sea Sand castles crumbled on the toss a rotten dime  And golden bones began rusting over time There's a permanent rot in your soul from firing the first arrow It can never be undone and along with the wasted scheming months It can't be reclaimed, so he took his dooming chance Ended up waiting on the other side yearning for another dance Let's face it, it would be a good story Innocent blood spilled, poisoned by conflict Vengeful brothers high on animosity Pain infliction, an addiction that's hard to beat Rose golden fires at the far edge of the room Lavender baths and silver halos bloomed Paintings grow mold in all the nice places And they're too content to accept the truth of it Let's face it, the fortress harbours hauntings Decades forward in time, it regains its cursed longings Every dent in the wood and every stain in the wool Grows more precious than anyone's memory woul...

ethel wanderess

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  Ethel knew all along I was tied to the mystery She told me all the places she'd been to in misery Wanderess, she spent all her summers on a Ferris wheel Stuck in looping time, she's been waiting for an epiphany Ethel knew I spent the whole night dancing alone "I was waiting for you to ask me to dance just so I could refuse" I say I'm so important, she's been playing with my feelings And even if it's just cruelty at least she chose me Ethel said she didn't believe in fleeting affection Staring through the stained glass was her pulsation I knew how far it would take me if I looked beyond my senses So I said yes anyway because what if I was the exception Ethel had a feeling she said she was starting to trust I swallowed her disdain like a silent punch in the gut I can't run away, I don't have what it takes to start over And you can only hate someone you loved once before Ethel spent all her money on a vintage black Maybach Drove half-way across ...

Crossroads - The Fall of the Blackbird

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  There were broken candlesticks At the altar where they laid me to rest The sanctity of the blood spilled blue  Burned to ashes on my bed I stand barefoot at the crossroads Debate which turn will hurt more Dressed like confetti in the middle of the war Barricaded between choosing and losing a son When does this provoked rivalry end?  Is it worth every bit of danger again? Send him a sign from the heavens he needs guidance Shimmering jealousy blinds the purest of souls Both my boys were susceptible I stand barefoot at the crossroads Decided that I've lived for too long I've outlived my counsel and my words crumble As they leave my fingers, on my tongue they linger "They need you now Dowager Queen" They whisper like it means something I'm intoxicated by my grief  I say it pains to leave but to run is to be free The clang of swords and the crowd explodes No one likes a good fight, plain old sacrifice Dynamite blood shed, no one lived to see the end All they had to s...

The Death March - The Fall of the Blackbird

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  Regency reigns over the dynasty Crocodile tears burn through the blood flooded streets Two coffins, two kings, only one sword to swing Rivalry is a canon that dooms familial protection Castle of caskets, was the blood shed worth it?  Nobody cares for daggers that are dipped in gold A show of sorrow washes away guilt with the current Nobody grieves for souls who have touched the sun Heaven and earth moved on with the seasons Spring stayed perennial and curses were lifted The royal grounds stayed buried in the cobwebs Haunted and doomed until fresh blood finds courage They all pray for a celestial soldier Nobody cares for pure hearted intentions A war should be fought for the not in the name of the devils Nobody grieves for altruistic deception The angel motifs serenade the bodies in the cathedral Frescoes of saints beg on their knees for forgiveness Unto faith has a fatal chronic sickness befallen Heavenly tears leave these battle grounds fertile What does one do when the men...

Smoke and Mirrors - The Fall of the Blackbird

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  Based On: Star Wars - Revenge of the Sith I was catapulted into a plummet to the abyss The fall broke both my bones and my spirit The ground shook like it couldn't tolerate my weight The heat pressed against my skin and singed my fate The wind swept me up into a tornado of chaos I spun out of control and my senses numbed out My fractured flailing arms as light as the sunshine My indispensable fright threatening to flat line My breathing was hoarse and mechanical Like a sports car running on an empty tank At the back of my mind was an eerie whisper Saying" I give you permission to be tired" My oiled hinges lost control of my limbs I was consumed with resentment and sin Her voice attempting to pull me back in Choked out of her because she wouldn't understand it When the moment came I surrendered all feeling Locked all my memories in a box and swallowed the key Consistent defeat was as tiresome and humiliating As running a race alone in an arena and losing I succumbed ...

A Treacherous Damsel - The Fall of the Blackbird

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  Rhinestones, line my grave stone I'm reborn as a crimson rose They pick me apart and leave all of the thorns  I'm just one heartache away from having nothing more to live for Navy blue skyline They put me under, I haven't dreamt in a while My nights turn ruthless  I suffocate under the weight of my protection My carpet, red wine  Marigold starlight  They ruin my righteous appetite What if I'm not far too young anymore in this light?  My bottled fear, sensationalized They fall through so deep Cracked marble under my feet Half of a story subjected to a perfect anatomy The boredom's mystique No hard shelled feelings Wrinkles appear like a knight in shining armor Imaginary trysts in the dark of the garden Everyone loves a good scandal  As the pendulum swings  The backlash stings in the most haunting ways The trees bare their teeth around me as I'm left to start over by myself It was incessant A never ending heartbeat I couldn't rely on Sequined from...

The Blackbird - The Fall of the Blackbird

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  Dawn was just beginning to set in The warmth of the sun poured into my chambers I stared up at the gilded ceiling Bare backed against my silk sheets For a moment there was peace And it burned into furious ashes Lined the souls of my feet  Crimson footprints followed me since I tried to take no notice of the dreary whispers that led me here  Rivers dried up and mountains weren't high enough so I drowned alone on the ship The blood moon couldn't do what it needed to do Call a warning saying all I had I would lose But when the blackbird soared across the sky I had a momentary glimpse of my afterlife I tried to trust my gut but being nervous all the time can lead you to misjudge the signs We sailed to another island Sought asylum and it lasted for a second Sun burnt and I saw in the smoke the distance Between me and my birthright, an illicit kinship Impending doom starts to show in the early hours I still feel like a child learning how to walk  I still see her in every...