The Edge of the World
2004-08-04||xx||11:05 p.m.
I'm sitting here listening to the new Cruxshadows cd, Fortress in Flames. I have only just reached the second song, and I am simply amazed at the beauty represented here. There have been a few cd's I have picked up over the years that were instant classics with me, Delerium's chimaera, Depeche Mode's songs of faith and devotion live, and now this. "And in my dying, I am more alive than i have ever been. I shall make this sacrifice, for I am Winterborn"
It's cool- I got these on like the eve of my birthday and all. Of course I ordered them, the Cruxshadows and a Wumpscut Wreath of Barbs remix cd, but for them to arrive now is just awesome.
Speaking of gothic cd's, i am currently bidding ona lot of 12 of them on Ebay. Hopefully i will win, but I won't allow myself to go all out either way. if i win cool, if not, I'll just bid elsewhere.
Autie- I wish you could come hang out tomorrow, but I know how it is when you have to work. I'm probably going to have to do that on next friday, to make back what i am losing by taking my b-day off. Maybe I can talk Mike into coming to see you- a smores capuccinno sounds good right now, yo:)
Lyrics shall be from the Cruxshadows cd. This one is called The edge of the World.
"I walk alone at night,
raindrops and streetlights
reflecting flashes
across the asphalt
in a second's time, I might refrain from breathing
with her hand in mine, something is breaking faster
through a blackened sky, I see a world unravel
I look into her eyes to see the end
in a second's time, the walls swim cold electric
with a tearful smile, she whispers my undoing
in the hollow night, I find no trace of comfort
I turn just in time to see the end
I walk the edge
standing on the velvet edge
looking backwards in the rain
I wonder just how many times
I've watched you walk away
all that fascination bleeds -
is a piece of infinity
in frustration still believing
what I know will never be
blurry eyes growing weak
fading with the light of time
piercing nothing to redeem
the emptiness with lies
pride has raped the sorrowed heart
and stolen what I love,
though the cut is digging still
how much deeper it could go...
Why did you come here,
just to break my heart again?
I walk the edge ------
Why did you come here,
just to sever my last remaining thread -
Why did you come here
just to watch me fall again?
I walk the edge ------
Why did you come here....?
I walk the edge..."
Cephy