Noise make the seconds- A Song

Them-who-can't-be-named

Noise make the seconds

Noise makes the clockwork

But calm are the people in this place

 

Noise make the footsteps

That walk into the doorway

But nobody walks out of this place

 

Give me blood

Give me life

Mortal’s yours

Immortal’s mine

 

Give you refuge

Now you are mine

You’ll be fine

 

Counting the minutes

Counting the seconds

And milliseconds

In this place

(every millisecond is hell)

 

Give you a moment

Are you kidding?

Give you eternal embrace

 

Give me all

Give what’s mine

Fate is yours

Control is mine

 

Give you peace

When the time arrives

Here tonight

 

As the moon shines at its brightest tonight

All the people that lay in my confines

Will bring me to life

 

Noise make the seconds

Noise makes the clockwork

Calm are the people in this place

 

Noise make the footsteps

That step into the doorway

But nobody walks out of this place

Author's Note

Wanna collaborate? Request me for the tune. [email protected]

Thanks :)

Reviews

[Dayran]

Worked like a chant ... it seems almost hypnotic in the way it reads. Most curious.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

As I read this poem, up and down...inside and out all seemed to merge.
I lost my bearings and it was hard to tell which was which. The loss of
control was a thrill.