PID - Nep - 005

You should know of the night when the spark reappeared,
Could it be that the former lovers would finally burn the world?
Of course, where the Prince is concerned, love is not needed for that, as he had--
Been tainted by the possession of his soul for an age, and he would behold
All of Nakafi's dark fire grating away at his fragile heart,
I don't even know where his thoughts began, but I know this wasn't what he
Wanted, nay it was the feeling of power that was tearing him apart
But tonight he stood on a packed stage, guitar in hand, screaming words
You never felt such force, or such emotion in one person's voice.
Wasn't anything cliché or anything manufactured,
Honest emotion in heart felt song, with friends to support him in his choice,
Now shredding his way through the rift, wings spread aloft
Get the feeling he's got a message for someone, somewhere
In darkened stage lights, and pyrotechnical displays of angst.
The notion of ill feeling sank in his heart as he sang into the--
Ground, soaked with sweat from the heat, watching the crowd's reaction from afar.

You might not of noticed the reaction from the back as Neptune and Uranus watched him,
Choked with anger and remorse as Ferocity bared his soul on stage
Of course, bitterness and resent mixed with jealousy resided between the triangle,
The beat of the hearts, and look from their eyes, and the feeling that the end will bring the,
Sorest of feelings buried inside their hearts, inside their souls,
Of bravery, of cruelty, of darkness cadavers and broken endeavours.
Favours and promises torn apart, disregarded and forsaken.
But the notion of make or break meanings, in pitter patter sounds.
If you knew them, would you take them aside and let the all down?
You could see the sting of the words on the sea Princess' face,
Really hitting home the amount of hurt that the Lord Prince did grace.
Loved her with all his heart, as the past he bared burnt his soul
Me, I saw nothing, in the fragment of it all.
You might know of the death of the daemon he once cherished
Would you know that Uranus still feared the revenge from her saving dive that made Dantess perish?
Of course not, that was hidden away in Earth's steely glare
Ignored the regret of her actions, with Neptune she found peace, there
My, my, when Ferocity spotted the couple together in the crowd,
Well, his and Nakafi's combined fury began to fervour the ground.

'Your insights into this story is as compelling as it is slow, in
Future, dear Brother, I'd have to say your story telling needs more flow,
Is this all you're telling me of the beginning the war, this forceful tale
As for you Rihjil, wasn't it you who bore the weapons that let me set sail.'
I digress, my twin, Lord Prince of daemons, king of Moon's demise
Presumed, I did, that you wanted me to spin the truth into darker lies,
You're right, as always, I did carry the weapons that gave you free reign,
A token from dear Vincent, and the sword in blood became yours once again
Whore stole them, hid them away in the pure hearts of the Moon and our rival,
In her own damnation, she only aided our families survival,
Sheep's shearing, we waited for the cull,
Clothing tares, ripping sounds, screaming of us all
Fucking heaven, dear Brother, Ferocity's clear lack of sanity shall empower us to great things,
Up goes the revolt of Daemons; down goes the glorious crown of the Moon
All in all, you'll end up King amongst immortals, glory be to us all,
I, the poetic martyr, Mother's chosen son,
Do pledge to you the unholy soul of the power that unites us as one.

Well anyway, back to Ferocity and his trails
If we could envision the building wrath inside of the area of effect
Here we would see a thousand mortals dead,
We would feed on the anguish of the departed souls,
Stop crying your heart out Prince, before the hatred destroys you,
Then the remorse of every soul will weigh on you ten-fold,
Never in the light of day will you run faster, than ten-speed
Again in the Moon's blood, denied in your shallow burial
Will I demand a thing of you brother, as you torment his soul?
You know full well, that your will is divine in these dark halls
See the crimson tears as he screams the words of his fabled Prophet "Claudio",
This line, this time, every line, every word from the start he's fighting you
In the flames of his mis-deeds and his dark fire insurrection.
Your blood boils the very heart of him, feeding the fire that rages
Life struggles to comprehend, as the seas of Neptune turn with the tide against him.

Hang on, to the glory, at my right hand.
Here laid to rest, is our love ever longed?
With truth on the shores of compassion,
To take premise to all of these songs.

You should be aware, of the gestures as the pieces changed into their battle stances
Stormed the gig, did they, wing and tiara, swords and mirror, rage and jealousy unite
Off into the shadow realms, as they continue the charade, this mental war engulfs them
To our doorstep, the very heart of darkness where shadows consume the living, leaving such a--
Scar, so thick, so deep, so telling, the gravity weighs on Ferocity's face, aging him some
The wage of war beginning to tally in his heart, before he leads his
Armada against us. Will they join him, or rebel against him?
Like the dreams had threatened against him before,
Jesus, the last victim of your brood games in which you
Played such a savage world into his psychosis.
Letter to letter, the words that in normal tongue would never make sense,
You fill his head with drivel and non-sense, in an effort to drown out the cold.
Drill in sand like currents, the porous nature of his very defence,
Through ferocity and desire, anger and spite
Your controlling actions could stain blood over his--
Hands, again and again cursing him until damnation tonight.

To look grievously into minds of others, shall I cast that first
Stone of anger, glorious in vindication, purest of righteous folly?
For aeons did the world turn, or so it seemed, as they eyed each other
The moment of chaos unfurled in tongues whispering the faintest
Curse in anger, with crowd running, and weapons gleaming
You fight or you die in battle to prove your flawed love,
Have heart that both of you are strung in the middle in the sea's old game
Blamed by no-one, in disregard although the personal war is her fault
Me, I saw through the so-called "pure heart" to see the whore that bore it
With time, and the help of an Italian drink, your vessel does see it too
Love from her? Not worth the fires of hell or the kingdom of the moon
And that is when you'll strike hardest, causing Ferocity his final meltdown
Devotion, it is purely just a childish notion for those who haven't had the guts to see the truth.
I'll fie on anyone who disagrees with me when they look at their history.
Die in flames, in water and in earth's shaking core
As snarls rage, Ferocity leaves the stage, and Neptune and Uranus take guard,
You fill him with anger and coarse his blood, as the couple hold their hands out in attack
Sleep dear children, eternal sleep as death shall embrace you for that.

But nay, sadly, they shall not die here, but in the future by our clan's hands
If the story was to end before more fun was to be had, that would ruin your plans
You, dear brother, have a new body, pure daemon body to claim
Could you destroy all worlds with Ferocity taking the blame?
Just because that would be the ideal situation, it doesn't make it fun--,
Write the sown seeds in flourishes, before casting our departed brother's gun on Ferocity's nave,
Me I would love to see your face after you pull the trigger for the ring you crave
Out with the old, in with the pure, dark new. Our world to reign supreme
To devour all souls, in the hungering night, oh what a wonderful dream.
Never would the scourge of light deny us our true legacy,
Less in fire, but more in decay, glorious bountiful decay
Wonder what the "Gods" would think of that, in the hours of chaos.
Happy endings are a dream for the people who are unhappy in life,
Will they see the frailty of it all, the reason they are in such strife?
I bet the "Lord Prince" wish he did as the watery and earthy balls of energy fire next to him,
Become they will, one energy combined, daring to rip out his very life before him.
But of course, deftly shall he dodge the attack, launching his trademark of his own,
Truth be told, we know the script, and the actions of them that the world will never condone.
That piety isn't for those who are in fact, self righteous.
This bleeding heart syndrome leads to alcohol fuelled rage and mistakes,
Was that the plan, dear Brother? Will you lead him to the doors of damnation this way?
No, to sink into the bottle will be his choice; and his choice alone
Option one of one in his narrow minded clutch to grasp some control.
So to this end, as the flare rises up in the tips of his bladed companion,
With malice and anger, the ball of light whips around him as it readies to be released
Sin, oh how we revel in his sins on show, envy and wrath and lust entwined
I could see the three spewing from the glee that he had shown.
Condemn him or embrace him, but in the end we'll kill him,
You will kill him dear Brother, in the fires of the night
Daemon soul have burnt him as the flash of light engulfs them
Play with him, in reality as they woke up from the dream like state
Daemon tricks devour and warp their mind, as the crowd scream for more
Out with the notion of settling things, this is just another dream for sure.

Hang on, to the glory, at my right hand.
Here laid to rest, is our love ever longed?
With truth on the shores of compassion.
You seem to take premise with all of these,

_{One last kiss for you,
One more wish for you.
Please make up your mind girl,
I'd do anything for you.
Last kiss for you,
One more wish for you,
Please make up your mind girl,
Before I hope you are gone.}

As they realise that the battle was all in their heads, Neptune makes her way to the stage,
The crowd feeling the intensity of the band wind up as she picks up the violin and stands next to the winged Ferocity,
Unknown of the ending about to come, as he shreds his way through the rifts at the end,
Sweat pouring off his brow as he puts his sins into music with effortless vigour,
She readies herself, as they stand back to back to begin the outro that makes his heart weep forever more.
Bow meets stings as she plays the violin, taking over from his shredding,
Rift ends, and tears fall, with Uranus stood watching.
Curtians hide them under a mesh of red light as she continues playing the final notes of the song that pieces his heart,
Every word, every note, ever part a reflection of the damage she did to him,
Echoed with the memory of what she played at the end.
She turned to look at him as she had finished,
But he had already gone, The crowd driven into a frenzy waiting for the next act to follow them as the Prince had taken flight,
One thing on his mind, blurring out the pain from his heart, drinking away the night.