Woman's Guile - The Caine EpicAphrodite herself cameto me. With ashen skin and flowingonyx locks that form a framefor the cherubic portrait lyingupon her face. She took meup in her arms and cradled me, Iwas had, and then she gave meher name, Lilith she said. And so Ibegan to tell her mine, yetbefore I could open my lips shesoftly let her finger setupon them and then whispered to menot to speak, she alreadyknew. She placed my head in the alcoveof her neck and kissed meupon mine, right then I fell in love.
Pride - The Caine EpicIn time, God began to feelguilt. His rejection and silence ledto my sacrificial kill.I was not to blame when Abel bled.But, his word was final, hecould not revoke it now, for if he'llbe wrong it would bring on theundoing of both heaven and hell.And so, he said nothing ofit, instead he began to devisea plan to display his loveand forgiveness, but I saw his liesfor what they were, and I hadno sorrow left for anyone butAbel, my kin, whose death hadcome from me, the misguided parrot...
Cast Out - The Caine EpicI was cast down from the starsand ensnared by Terra's weedy veinsAmazed I could fall so farin such a miniscule length of timecomatose for an eonI laid still, a prisoner of mindwaiting for the light of dawnto light the path leading to my kindBut the day light never came,I existed in eternal nightSeems forever I remaineddrowned by self pity, a sorry site.With time I became restless,and soon my conscience began to waketo evaluate the messof me which I had begun to make.At last my hands were willed tomove, and they covered my face in shame.Tears flowed from my eyes of blueas I realised what I had became.
Sleeping BeautyI picked her up late last nightAnd took her home with meShoulda seen us, quite the sightMy little bride and me.She got cold in the carAnd slept for most the wayThe drive was farWhen we arrived, I asked her if she'd stay.She did not speak,But silently nodded in reply.I picked her up cause she looked weak,And carried her inside.I laid her down upon the couchAnd fetched some candle light.She looked so frail, could only slouch.Her skin was ashen white.I told my love that she look'dLike she could use a bite to eat.So I went, prepared to cookFor her a special treat.I sure am glad it's thoughts that countCause she couldn't keep it down.We tried and tried in great amountBut the meal ended on her gown.I took her out of her dressAnd helped her in the tub.She decided she would restAnd wanted me to scrub.I turned aroundAnd let her go, getting the shampoo.She slipped under, nearly drownedI thought my love was through.I pulled her outOf the bath, saved her just in ti
Selling outI'd sell my soulOne sin at a timeExtinguish a thousand flames,Just to preserve mine.Self obsessed,Narcissistic, and vain.A man possessedBy love of this game.Now I did not sayI'm afraid to die.For, If I may,'twould be a lie.For what I fearIs far more graveThan lack of years.It's lacking what I crave.My name in thought,Memory in book,My story bought,My picture where you'll look.And these are the goalsFor which I striveAs I fill my soul with holes,To keep my memory alive.And so my soul bleeds through this black penForfeiting a small piece of me yet again.
PersevereAbsorbed by nightI feared the worstLeft alone,AbandonedSpit uponCursed.But with eachNew woundI grew strongResiliency flourishedAnd I held onTo my hopes,My dreams,My dear to heartsAnd self instilledThe will to start.To look past the jeersAnd through their tauntsHold my head to the skyAnd grasp what I want