AWAITS

And here it awaits

lying in a frenzied silence

as you approach it

with your mystic glance

look up and tell who you are.

CERSEI'S WHIM

Kings and Queens shall burn to ground

in their fire shall I dissolve my wound

with septons and maesters and naked me

atoning in the street of shame shall I be

The ground shall spark in a blitz below

Thunder shall rise and earth shall glow

For lighting up my whole world again

darkened in the sept of my dead children

Gods of the seven shall endure my fire

As my son sleeps in the burning pyre

As I rise again as the queen to reign

All shall endure and all shall wane

All shall sing to my glory and fame

or burn to death in my wild flame

A Mountain stands under my crown

and together shall we burn this town! 

RISE OF THE PHOENIX

Ruins and ashes left behind the storm

Follow the cracked walls of my dorm

Burning my spirit and mocking my form

As I smile at them in an unusual norm

The fire rises through my burning soul

Tearing my body, consuming me whole

The ruins of my body and my spirit fall

As my smile fades, and the ashes roll

In ruins and in ashes, a light sparks

As it consumes the fire the death harps

And gives a life to my fallen corpse

As the phoenix rises below the stars

As I awake again, and take a breath

and follow ahead on an endless path

The fire burns and sheds its wrath

As it makes life, as it makes death

GLORY IN RUINS

Domes of light, falling apart from this sky

rises up in the heavens, the gods glorify

In the drenched town, we live in fear

its red river, soaking wet with tear

A day away, the night awakes in ruins

tiny glittering stars and dark coffins

Shining red river chimes in shivers

the town mourns slow in whispers

And the black day prepares, waits

the gods and the town in its ruins

Lights killed and exiled from heavens

the glory fades and the town awakes

A fire rises, and the red river shines

the town relieves from the chains

Chains of heavens and gods and glory

chains of freedom fading in a story.

MY DAWN

As the darkness swallows my skies

As my sun disappears in my eyes

I stand to witness the storm

I stand and await my turn

As my earth rumbles

and my home crumbles

As the horrors swallow this night

And the ravens cry in fright

I stand as my people burn

I stand awaiting my turn

Dawn will come, say the wise

As the dark feasts with despise

As my ravens burns with fear

Where is the dawn? Is it near?

Dawn is too far, cries my raven

As I stand and search for a beacon

As my fire burns, I roar enraged

The rush of my magma swarms them dead

My dawn has come, in its righteous form

Through my volcanic oculus, obliterating the storm.

GIVE ME FREEDOM

The dark city swallows me in its vortex

concrete piled up in blocks like a fortress

binding me in its fierce chains burning fire,

ice-cold, celled, and like prisoner I am held

A cell of bricks and glass, modern paint,

and carpets on the empty floors, I rent,

to impound myself, and seek the shade

shield the inferno that cries for the dead.

Seized between the fire and the shade,

no will, no courage, and a body decayed

A breathing corpse, and a beating heart

searching for the path, from the world apart

Fire and the shade, my spirit they trade 

freedom is an illusion and death I dread

Seeking the mountains reaching so high

and the rains falling from the sky, I cry

Give me Freedom or Give me Death

Give me Freedom or Give me Death

THE WANDERER

Falling through the skies above me, in to the Earth I hail.

With the mist surrounding my face, into these oceans I trail.

A beautiful day and a beautiful sun, shines before me.

A warm sky with a twinkling star, sparks over me.

In this city, I walk over these empty streets, lit with joyous candles.

shining and shimmering in my empty eyes, entering my black castles.

In this city, I see people sparkling in sun, glowing and shining bright.

celebrating the mist of the mountain, and the rustle of the night.

In this city, I see the silent nights and morning mist, talking to my empty soul.

Singing me secrets of the people and their world,and the hugs they stole.

In this city, I hear the sirens of the passing ships, whispering in silent melody.

broadcasting wisp of sea to my fellow travellers, bequeathing her fidelity.

I dive into the heart of this city, searching for the pearl beneath.

I look across the rocks, the reefs, reaching to the coral sheath.

It showers me with its beautiful colours, its joy and its cheer.

as I stumble upon my conscious, having found the true elixir.

It liberates me from the living dead, rejuvenating my spirit.

showing me the Nirvana, the path to truth I failed to visit.