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- - - HOPELESSLY, HYPERION - - -
View from the darkness
Here, from inside the mirror
Reflects the madness
Day dreams are jaded
Bear witness to bitter fruits
Born from ghosts, faded
Faces unfold before my eyes
Expectations of wishful divine
Hopefully, Hyperion
Where damnation remains redefined
I strive to be
The watcher in the shadows
And still I remain
The harbinger of what waits below
Into the domain
Churning with still broken hearts
Appearance maintained
Through its malevolence
As dead eyes spy a dead world
Without a penance
Drenched as your savior's unwashed prey
To add a splash of scarlet to grey
Hopelessly, Hyperion
Casually unmasking masquerades
I strive to be
The watcher in the shadows
And still I remain
The harbinger of what waits below
Faces unfold before my eyes
Expectations of wishful divine
Hopefully, Hyperion
Where damnation remains redefined
I strive to be
The watcher in the shadows
And still I remain
The harbinger in bleeding hollows
I, faithfully, refuse your faith
In me, I remain heartless
To your pleas resounding
For salvation, breathless
I, restlessly, remain a wraith
Embrace the spectre caress
In graveyard wings unfurled
With rhythm, Death is not impressed
Faces unfold before my eyes
Expectations of wishful divine
Hopefully, Hyperion
Where damnation remains redefined
I strive to be
The watcher in the shadows
And still I remain
The harbinger in bleeding hollows
i hear you
Drenched as your savior's unwashed prey
To add a splash of scarlet to grey
Hopelessly, Hyperion
Casually unmasking masquerades
I strive to be
The watcher in the shadows
And still I remain
The harbinger of what waits below
(c) 2015 Frank Green
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