deliverance

DELIVERANCE.

The rest o' the life will be forgotten in my pain,
The rest is no joy for the dead and weary soul,
The old and nice time all spent
Half in sorrow and half in apprehensive rain...
The lake swells up in desire,
It rages in its own frustration swaying its wild hair,
Follow it not to the dungeons dark and steep,
Methinks, i lie with the serpent on the pyre...
And when it comes storming and shrieking,
The other side of my life ceases to live,
The other happy and damned joys
Fails to make this heart a-living...

Hope once more, and raise the head,
Strike the monster and fill it with dread,
Hurt it now as you had bled,
Let it fall in the dungeons' depth...
Rise, Rise and Rise again
And rise as you had never risen before,
Live today since the world's at your feet ,
Live like there's no tomorrow...

Follow it not to the dungeons dark and steep,
Methinks...I lie with the serpent...unnecessary and unaccomodated...