from by Australis



I stepped heavily from the immense unknown, a grotesque creation
Burdened with the hue of death

A nameless reanimate- a shamed creation neglected
Surrendered to encompassing loneliness

Confined to a leaden, pallid vessel
I wept, for a lone existence overwhelmed me:
Did I request thee, Maker, from my Clay to mould me Man,*
Did I solicit thee from darkness to promote me?*

I once found respite in warm dawns
Hope in spring’s thaw
Among meadows whose golden fields radiance shone

Yet death as a memory lingers
Nearer with each trembling gaze grown
Ill, gaunt and sallow

Unfeeling, heartless creator! You have endowed me with perceptions and passions,*
And then cast me abroad an object for the scorn and horror of mankind*
Who authored my contempt
Crusading hungrily that I may rest eternally
In oblivion

In a final reprise, resting encircled by sea
Senses wither
As memory
As hope
In isolation we are the same
May oblivion be our only consolation


from Spaces of Hope, released June 10, 2016
Music: Sal Loguidice
Lyrics: Lucas Scott
Additional text * from Mary Shelley's Frankenstein



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