Mirror Reaper

THE MOMENTS REPOSE
 AWOKE EYES OF ICE
 IN VISON FROZE, FROZE
 THE MELTING WORLD
 ALL IS AROUND
 BUT WITHIN IS BARREN, IS BARREN
 Drying the water
 Anchor me in ice
 Mirror of the reaper
 The arrow of my eyes
 If time were fleeting,
 The heralds to let go,
 But time is water
 Freezing as it flows
 Slow, beating pendulum
 Don't measure time
 I'll sink the heavens
 While reaching for the dawn
 Seven eyes sewn open, bestows
 As above, so below
 Water mirrors and the stillness grows...
 In to seven more (unseeing)
 The bondage throne
 THE WAVES THAT SHORE
 TWO THIRSTY HANDS
 SWING A NEEDLE OF BLOOD
 TO BIND ME
 TO BIND ME
 WEAVING THE OCEAN
 THROUGH WHICH I FLOOD
 THE HEAVEN OF BLOOD
 TO BIND ME
 I'M BOUND TO
 WAVES
 THE WAVES OF NO SHORE
 FLOODS THAT SLEEVE
 THE REACH OF THE DROUGHT
 TO BLEED EVERMORE
 EMPTY ME
 EMPTY ME
 ASH OF THE OCEAN
 (Sewing)
 TO BIND ME
 (sewing needle of drought)
 TO BIND ME
 (Weaving)
 WEAVING THE OCEAN
 (Weaving pendulum)
 HANGING, WEAVING THE GROUND
 A BREATHLESS FABRIC OF FLOATING ASHES
 TIED, AND THEN REWOUND
 PART 2: (THE WORDS OF THE DEAD)
 REIGNED,
 (WEAVED IN THE NEEDLE)
 THE CYCLE TURNS AROUND
 AIR, BURNT TO ASHEN MOUNTAINS
 (WEAVING THE GROUND)
 SWIMMING UNDERGROUND
 PENDULUM,
 SILENT GAVEL
 (OF TIME)
 ITS BURNING IN THE SKY
 Be not where you lay lest the bond be broken
 Vanish where you stay
 Timeless in the well lest the song is spoken
 Over for the sell
 Eye of the cold
 Will scald in the fold
 Higher than low
 Dripping from the scene lest the scalding ocean
 Is drowning all the trees
 Time to fall this cell
 Know the name of harrowed
 With it you will do well
 The crane that only felt was never seen as spoken
 Its vanished from my self
 The tame you would arise
 Formulate the harrowed
 Vanish in the I
 Vanish in the eyes
 Vanish from the sky
 The stain that only sees
 Crawl like rain
 Is only led through harrowed
 For disdain
 When practiced at the dream
 When nothing left to see
 Nought to feign
 Call the name upon this floor
 Nor to drain
 Know that is more
 And opened in the shallows
 None for sane
 When nothing could be more
 When nothing could be more
 Burn the core
 You see the final shore
 From before
 Bleed beyond pour
 Last of lore
 Drip up on the floor
 Seen as more
 Vanish for the more
 Told it well
 Called beyond the well
 The tore the shell
 Led beyond the chill
 When nothing held
 Stone the moon as well
 But something fell
 For which you could have found
 PART 3:
 Float the moon as well...
 Flow the moon as well...
 All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain
 All that soared away from reason were held aloft in sway
 All that's widening the narrows will crumble to decay
 Lie of the sold
 Would warm in the cold
 Desire will hold
 IF THE MOTION
 LIED AND LIGHT HAD FROZE
 MIGHT OF THE FEVER
 HOLD MY EYES TO KNOW
 Dry the waves
 Anchor ice
 Mirror reaper
 Arrowed eyes
 AN ICE OF PIECES
 OF WHAT WAS ONCE THERE,
 THE SKIN OF BEING
 FLAYED AS THOUGH
 THE AIR
 Dry the land
 Anchor sand
 Mirror reaper
 Gallows stand
 Slow the heart
 Still the tide
 Sink the heavens
 From the sky
 All that laid upon this hallowed yet crumbling domain
 All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain
 This cycle thus froze
 When seeking all repose
 The thawing of peace
 Drips backward to the freeze
 Now motion lies still
 With nought left for the kill
 A fever long boiled
 And venom to recoil
 The pendulum slows
 Then stilled under the cold
 In absence he flies
 In presence we will writhe