Desperado

A lonely ranger wandering the phantom of emptiness

Shrouded in the veil of solitude,

Careless whispers verbalized in depth of agony

Comport with my foolish, yet bold ambition.

 

Trying to get rid of the haunting sound,

I shall wander beyond the horizon of emptiness,

Yet, only guilty conscience pierces through my futile effortfulness.

 

Left with vain and sorrow,

And a phrase “I should have known better”,

I only blame myself in hope of alleviation.

 

Darkness and ignorance say time flies,

But my excruciating grief keeps breaking its wings.

 

Wherefore I be.

For I be the one I wish to be,

I be a Desperado,

The wandering ranger of loneliness,

Hunting down the pieces of memories,

Drinking a glass of blood,

Listening to a rhapsody of bloody blades,

Dancing under the gloomy moonlight of sadness,

Tearing down the hopeful future and the regretful past

All in all in hope for redemption