paragon of beauty - about glum naiades and idle gods كلمات الأغنية

ethereal calm was sown by naiades
vague delight
dead wood’s paleness, bygone…

o weightless thought
microscopic darwins.
particles of a cruel hour-gl-ss
that’s filled with empty seed.
raining down a poet’s grave

earily thy sad wind roars
blows and weaves on torrid sh-r-s
careworn mermaids flicker grey
elderly thy morn-boughs sway

when the oddest foe entwines me
and ballads die away
when the witty moons p-ss by like habits
i’ll starve in bleak dismay

chasms whisper:
“joy is numb… a fatal chalice… no escape”

thou hath waltzed o’er pastures of frailty
with cygnets wrapped in moss
murky day-dreams plague thee. o nadir
thy energy disdained by sourness

make thy loom of wisdom
into a sprouting remedy
be aware that thou shall mind
thy timid orphaned naiades

a swarm of white owlets
to clear my lovesick heart

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