The Prince

Akatsuki

The best music is always created in a burst of emotion, when the passion is still hot and your heart burns with fire. I finished this song in just one night, in my frantic attempt to capture the emotions I felt then.

“The only shelter I had was in her arms
Now my every breath is cold and wintry
I have nowhere to go, I suffer riot in my heart, my body withers away

Why’re you making fun of me?
Haven’t you done enough?
I have sinned less than you, yet my sorrow breathes aloud

When my hand touches you
Do you not feel cold?
When the blackest heart engulfs you
With the impurest of souls

You, I cannot live without, tell me
Has she understood?
Speak, what does she believe?

I have lived enough to see, my days are numbered well
I bear the hatred I feel within, have some patience infidel
Fear is so routine, I have come to love, hate and see
The skies are darkening today, I will be set free

I asked her how she feels when I take her hand
She bleeds with unbound joy, she says, but that I’d never understand

I, who am lost inside, I know not how to love
My only chance will waste, she knows that I cannot take it
She pities me, I am not enough, my love can never make it
My hate grows stronger, now it screams aloud
My demons cannot run away, oh, how they cannot shout…

Liar! Liar! How dare you lie?!
You Liar! Feel my pain!
Release me this instant, from this life
Woman, put me to sleep…

You think you know me well?
My writhing heart and soul?
Your love is my coldest symphony
All this pain, I’ll breathe it out.
I fear not death, nor life
But hope, and it is for this, I cannot see the light.

I know when they’ll come for me, they’ll take away my soul
Must I wait so long, that I’d lose sight of my goal?
All this time, I lived, I have been misunderstood
I lost all will, all pretense, only the memory withstood…”