家

黒い家
たくさん枯葉
変化の風

House

Black house out of sight

Lots of dead leaves surround me

The winds of change blow

水

春風に
温かい水
落ちて行く

Water

In the quick spring breeze

Warm droplets of water

Falling through the air

月

美しく
三月の月
咲き誇れ
私を見てて
私も見てる

Moon

So beautifully

The March moon over my head

Blooming in splendour

It's looking down upon me

And I'm looking up at it

夢

春の花
儚い夢と
落ちて行く

Dream

The flowers of spring

So along with fleeting dreams

Falling through the air

Fragile

We watched it pass
Our fleeting memory
Of times gone by
And those we've lost
We step forward
Into our bleak fate
Grasping weakly
The threads of time that we've

We were one
In our desperation
Our sins grew as roses
And our wings became covered in blood

That which is fragile
Cannot survive the fall
Into the depths of hell
That which is eternal
Cannot survive the fall
Into the depths of mind

Our wounds remain open
And the rose king invites himself in
To our tomb of eternity
We fall screaming through our nightmare

We watched it pass
Our fleeting memory
Of times gone by
And those we've lost
We step forward
Into our bleak fate
Grasping weakly
The threads of time that weave, lost

In a Moment of Weakness

My lips have touched the poison
That you drank in the dead of night
My ears have felt the silence
That you left here in the world
My eyes have seen the decay
That left your skin relenting

In a moment of weakness
You showed me who you are

My lungs have filled with the air
That carried your soul to hell
My hands have felt the blood
Falling from those you killed
My tongue has taste your regret
That colours your broken wings

In a moment of weakness
I reached for you again

The Milk of Human Kindness

When we cry, we reach for the stars we're missing
I'm the only one who can feel this rejection
Your chemical kiss left me immobile in a hospital bed
While you stole the milk of human kindness

I started as a rumour that you spread in quarantine
To prisoners of every day life in a bleak world after
Time stopped at your touch where your blood spilled
Onto thirteen stones entombed in your fear

This liquid sarabande is all we have left
After a single star fell into my hands
And obliterated the world around us

This star that fell, it is my desire for happiness
A feeling that came at the cost of everyone around me
It crushes me, but I can't go back to that isolation

I would surely die here with your heavenly host
In a mirage created as your last dolls fall
Into the pool of blood spilling from your fear
Creating six severed souls cursed to carry us home

When they cry, we reach for love despite our full hate
The world feels your rejection and rends itself apart
Your steel embrace left me immobile six feet under
While you violated the milk of human kindness

Draught King

I see myself in the bottom of a bottle
Thinking thoughts not my own
My absinthe serenade has just begun
Moonlight blinds my third eye

My memories hold me captive
In a two-faced embrace
To drown me in rosewater
Covers me in scars
From a self-destructive romance

The draught king takes my hand
Offering me my last dance
He leads my inebriate self
Through a maze of black orchids

Will you take the pain away
And put it in a secret painting
To immortalise me
I can't live like this any longer
My heart tears itself to shreds

I see myself in the bottom
Of a thousand bottles
Thinking thoughts not my own
My brain will not die
My absinthe serenade will never end
In unrequited self-hate
Written in blood on a white rose
The draught king blinds my third eye

Pontificating on the Uncaring Nature of Our Mistress Time

I make time pass
It me and writhing I
I'm taken by my word

I make sorrow pass
Hit me and writing fly
Time flows in multiple spaces

Join me in this world of fate
As we fall through bliss to void
Inseparable in our fear
Indispensable is our fear

I'm late rhyme cuirass
Knight me and fortify
I'm taken by our nerve

I'm late climb crevace
Rite me and stab my eye
Time stops, just a laugh

Leave me in my daydream
As I burn to forsaken ash
Consecrated in my fear
Desecrated is my fear

Do you know what I need
And when will I have it back
It will be the end of everything

Unforgiving

Walk with me through the night's fog
Under the eye of an unforgiving moon
Through this den of dire daemons
'Til Dis do up part

We are drowning in our bleak fear
My only wish a moment of reprieve

We're abandoned by our dead gods
Lost to Dis for ever more
If you would ask it, I'd die for you
We've nowhere to run any more

The floodgates have opened
And the hunters are coming through
Searching for we their prey
To spill our blood upon the altar

We are crawling through our fear
How much farther can we go

Hellhounds on our trail day by day
Damned souls on our trail night after night
The moon glares leering down at us
Are our vows breaking, horror soars

We're abandoned by our dead hope
Lost to Dis for ever more
As you have wished, I died for you
I've no blood to bleed any more

Eternity is pain, break me here
My only wish is for the end

Gone Home

From death, I stare
Clawing my way home
Across stardust rings
Can't breathe, can't be
Release me from your hell

Heavenly host tear my flesh
As I turn my back on your light
My head explodes as I lose you
Beast-void take me home

Putrid souls embrace me
In pain eternal I'll burn
Terror is all I am to you now
Hate me as I kill you, too
Join me in my hell

Devil left nothing for us here
May it be heaven, may it be hell
Cry into this decrepit vault
May you be love, may you be hate

An Apology

Hello Blogosphere
Didn't see you standing there
It's been a while

I should like to apologise
For my absence was not my intent
I've missed this

I have something of a backlog
Fragments from these past days
This passion has not died

Let the record now show
That Terrence Anathema is back on
The show will go on

Haiku 44

Hey who left this here

And why do I feel a bleak

Vague presence tagging

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The Last Gift

It is a night of sorrow, a song of dark desire,
wolves vent their loneliness.
The immortal one rises.

Night shrouds her brooding form,
a timeless wanting.

Her ebon hair cascades over
pale and tragic shoulders,
and her full scarlet lips part slightly,
to taste the blood streaming
from the pale flesh beneath her.

Now a night of ecstasy,
I remember her.

Remembrance of my Death

Around, all around, the mourners gather.
My dread grows as doom's scythe falls against my heart.
It severs me, and darkly my vitae drips
to the fallen despairing leaves.
In existential dread I call your name
while oblivion surrounds me.
Now alone, my love falls upon uncaring eyes.

This is because of you.

Heaven Shunned

Slender beams of accusation enter

this darkened chamber as I kneel,

always forlorn, always sorrowful,

frozen here,

waiting.

Accusing forms wrought in panes of glass loom

as dust dances in the air,

forming an image in my mind,

searing my shamed soul.

Tears on my face,

I raise my head, 

now embracing

this aloof mortality.

Tanka 3

I am lost in dreams
I know not who I am now
Identity gone
The world shatters before me
Then I awake, and it's true

At Least We Have Each Other

I want to ask you a favour
Would you please break me down
Spread the ashes in the wind
It would mean so much to me

Shatter my bones and
Inhale the shards and
Bathe in my marrow and
Drown in my blood

In doing so you will see me
The me without my mask
The me without my lies
The real me would be exposed

Wouldn’t you like that?
To see me before I’m gone?
Drink in my true person?
Meet me the first and last time?

I want to ask you a favour
Would you please push me too far
Watch me crack under the weight
See me break under your love

Then rebuild me and
Try to fix me and
Stand me up and
Fuck my broken shell

In doing so I’ll see you
With your support for me
With your love for me
The real you would be exposed

Wouldn’t you like that?
To have me bow to you?
Bend my knee in your honour?
Meet you once again?

Throw yourself over me
Shroud me from the truth
Pull me over you
Hide yourself from rebuke

Save me
Save me
Save me
I can’t be saved

But still, in my time of need
My want of freedom
From this life of mine
I have to confess to you

I still love you
I still love you
I still love you
I still love you

Is This All?

I see you have found another and you’re gone
Leaving me in my bleak thoughts, confused, alone

I am falling into mind-consuming pain
As I turn and see the falling of the rain

I am lost in my guilt, filled with great self-doubt
I’ve lost what I’ve built, what can I do now

Is this all that I can know?

I am falling into mind-consuming pain
As I turn and see the falling of the rain

I am lost in my guilt, filled with great self-doubt
I’ve lost what I’ve built, what can I do now

This is all that I deserve.

The Folly of the Usurper

"God. I, and every other human since the concept was introduced, have wondered if this being exists. I can't be sure if He does or not, but I can be sure on whether Satan exists or not. He does. His purpose is to deceive and conquer. He is a petty, warmongering Hellspawn. I have looked into his eyes, and seen his handiwork. The Cold Boy. The Quiet. The Plague Doctor. He has created these monsters. He will not stop until he is defeated.

"Will you help the cause."

Thus spake the usurper, bravely out of range of rebuke

Hiding behind dynamic defence, always replacing defeated forms.

This hunter from beyond our borders assails not one, but all of us

While promising to amass his own numbers for grim usurpation.

Time, time, and time again he is beaten back

Yet still he persists

Crying for retribution for some supposed sleight on our part

To him, brother, and their friend

And all the while not-so-subtly attempting coercion

By empty threats of self-destruction.

And lo! one great defender speaks:

"I will never allow you back in, not if this is how you view us."

And with his decree, all who hear, we stalwart defenders,

Rally in an instant to our home's defence

Whereupon the folly of the usurper is illuminated for all

And he might know that we are, and always will be,

Stronger, more persistent than he.