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It's fair to say I had waited this album with barely contained excitement; Cradle have previously been riding a wave of great new music, and I had no doubt their 13th installment would impress me. What I perhaps didn't expect, was how. A middle-finger to all the negativity of recent years, Existence is Futile does… Continue reading Album Review: Cradle of Filth- Existence is Futile
Eyes are fixed upon another dream, With features beyond belief, Like a scarlet witch, Who, Upon greater detail, Becomes a haunting shade, Teasing with the immaterial, Whilst a reality screams to be seen, For a curse is at play here, As no lenses can be found, Fixed upon the eyes of the dreamer immortal.
Up over houses, And between soft green leaves, Is a gentle blue haze, That gives new meaning, To a glorious breath, seized deeply, And from a silent window, For although the clouds have gone, And the sun has glanced back, I find - thankfully - There's still rain.
Though in life we live within the present, We unwittingly nurture, within us, Personalities beyond our reality, And when our friends leave us, We find that part of them actually remains, Waiting to connect with us again, But as our hearts and minds reach out, Expectantly, We find we are just haunted by the ghosts,… Continue reading The Ghosts of Those Departed
Memories are aflame, Upon a lonely funeral pyre, Where flames lick their lips, And I, with guilt, Grieve, For life has long taken me, From that which I hold dearest, Until my heart, In pity, Relents, Till a sweet song begins to call, And I, blindfolded, May happily go, Back to my life, In death.
Dawn of Eternity 